Review: Forbidden Fruit Festival :: Homegrown Talent Shines

So, the inaugural Forbidden Fruit Festival has come and gone and beyond the discussion over drink (or lack thereof) and waiting times for the toilets (not so lack thereof), there was the small matter of some bands playing. From the outset, much was made of the organiser's coup in attracting some international big hitters such as Flaming Lips, Aphex Twin et al. And yet, as the heads eased, and the moans about queues heightened, I can't help but feel this was a festival in which the local talent soared highest.

Bitches With Wolves' glam-disco-pop kicked things off with a bang, while Jape's new songs enlivened a particularly reserved Saturday afternoon crowd - with 'Please Don't Turn That Record On(?)' and its Smiths-esque riff, sounding particularly essential. It was the The Lighthouse Stage that really shone, however. Comprised solely of Irish bands (bar the invited Richter Collective pals Tera Melos), the smallest of the three huts proved anything but the weakest. As Aphex Twin were glitching the audience to sleep and Wayne Coyne was shouting "C'mon, C'mon Mutha-Fuckers!" for the twentieth yawn-inducing time, the best the country has to offer were playing out of their skin. Particularly commendable was a Not Squares outfit whose bristling tunes came alive with an unmissable mountain of energy and ingenuity, which deservedly attracted a healthy crowd. 
 
The Cast of Cheers meanwhile, stole half of Aphex's crowd and then blew them away with a jarringly emphatic performance, with each of the new tracks scaling Chariot's mightily impressive peaks. This was the point where the Dublin outfit became one of Ireland's most important bands - as if they weren't already. Spies meanwhile, on their first festival appearance and biggest gig to date, exuded a confidence worthy of festival veterans. Assured and passionate, they rose to the occasion with a performance that should secure them a healthy and well deserved spurt in their fan base and profile. Elsewhere you had Land Lovers' melodic pop hooks, or Bipolar Empire's thudding driven anthems, to cater for your needs and that's not even counting Enemies, Kid Karate, Ham Sandwich, Solar Bears and much more, all of whom received glowing report cards.

Of course, it would be illegitimate to deny the quality of some of the others acts on show. Caribou's vigorous creations were a tremendous riot, with the final mass chants of 'Sun!' surely standing as the closest many will get to a satanic ritual experience. Wild Beasts' sophisticated new tunes, though more suited to the calm of dusk, also shone in the evening heat - their decadent, swirling structures and goosebump-inspiring embraces marking them out as an important, intelligent modern band. It was undoubtedly the home-grown heroes that shone brightest, however. Those of the blogging variety have been championing these bands consistently for years, believing this to be something of a golden period. Here's hoping that such a prominent outing for local talent will see an even larger pool of punters fall under their collective spell. In a post-Cast of Cheers haze, a random Australian man, who knew nothing of the band, excitedly proclaimed that they were the best band of the weekend. And you know what - he wasn't wrong.

Jape

Main Stage Hill

Spies

Wild Beasts

Land Lovers

Flaming Lips...Style > Substance

Flaming Lips

Caribou

Bualadh Bus ar fad!

Live Review: Spies, Squarehead, Croupier @ The Workman's, Dublin

 

Having sold out the same venue last October local newcomers Spies returned to the Workman's Club on Thursday night, with a stellar supporting cast of Croupier and Squarehead in tow. 

The 'recently Choice nominated' Cast of Cheers may currently hold the crown for producing tight tunes with a catchy underbelly but Wicklow-based Croupier arrive on stage and immediately lay down a challenge for the throne. With a decent gathering already filing into the Quays-side venue, the five-piece catapult into an intense set, shifting from swoons to screams with impressive ease. The more melodic sections are interspersed with ferocious bursts which see front-man Oisín Murphy erupt into a mouth-foaming frenzy and while, on record such intensity may be a touch overbearing, on stage it arrives as an impressive creation. The well-crafted musicianship on show throughout holds much in common with the polished yet anthemic work of Richter Collective instrumentalists 'Enemies'. With its funky clap-along interlude 'It's Not The T.V. It's The Remote' is a particular highlight and though perhaps lacking the same level of catchiness as many of their peers, Croupier are none-the-less a superbly tight unit, backed by an admirable level of passion throughout. 

Squarehead

Squarehead are up next and such was the extent of their ascendancy in 2010 that it's likely the three-piece could now sell out the venue in their own right. The dreamy, almost languid Americana vibes of the Rathmines ensemble have infected the ears of many in recent months, with tunes that hark back to lazy ways and summer days. Thankfully the same good vibes are on full show tonight in a set packed with beach melodies - so much so that it encourages some members of the audience to start dancing in surf-like motions - always a good sign. New single 'Midnight Enchilada' is even more impressive live - a trashy early 90's anthem which sticks firmly to the Squarehead motif of holding a killer chorus and of being instantly catchy. Closer 'Fake Blood' is the kind of song that all bands hope to have in their arsenal. It's the type of track which instantly shifts reviews up a grade, pushing people's views of the gig from "very good" to "excellent!" in a couple of short, sweet minutes. Rightly donned single of the year by Nialler9's readers, it's an infectious little slice of brilliance and the pinnacle of a set which whets the appetite for their debut album release later this year.

Spies

And so onto Spies. Last years debut EP was a magnificently intense and brooding affair, characterised by a polish and maturity which contradicted their tender years, but I was unsure of whether such accomplishment could be fully transferred to the live-setting. Opener 'Into The Woods' immediately dispels any such worry, as its surprisingly dancey-beat propels the now jam-packed environs of the Workman's with a slick and thunderous display. From the off there's a keen sense of anticipation and excitement among the young crowd and the opening reception seems to take front-man Michael Broderick by surprise. At the start he paces the stage in a manner comparable to Matt Berninger of The National - clutching his hands and readjusting the mic as he surveys the waiting crowd. But from there a Black Swan metamorphosis follows, as he feeds off their enthusiasm to deliver a powerful performance brimming with confidence and purpose. 

Spies

Each of the EP tracks are already essential elements of the live-show - 'Falter' with its gun-shot opening drumbeat and cathartic lyrics ("The wolves are out again / How they hunger for us all / Take the feeling, the life, my love and leave me with my broken bones") packs a hefty punch, while 'Fill The Silence' erupts with soaring tones of dismissal and discontent. 'Ghosts' is the equal of anything on the EP - driven and dripping with meaning, much of the crowd already seem familiar with it as they greet the first bars with appreciation. 

Despite concerns that he may forget the words Broderick produces a pitch perfect delivery on 'Weaker Body', a new track which bears the same level of intelligence as the entirety of their set - with each of the elements combining superbly to produce a thundering, euphoric wall of sound.




Word that Morrissey is in attendance is certainly apt as there's much to compare with the lyrical output of Spies as with the great word-smith himself. Teeming with romantic introspection - each track is as clever as it is dark, exploring the compexities of life with the intelligence of a band twice their age. 'Liars Call Me King' is a crowd favourite and rightly so as it is as essential a song as I've heard in recent years, the distinctive opening bass riff slowly giving way to an intense chapter of melancholic disdain. Quite how Spies know how to mould every vocal, riff and drumbeat into a few short soluble minutes, while at the same time, embellishing them with meaning and maturity - all at such a young age, is staggering. On a night when many similar-aged attendees got turned away for not having ID, the youth of this five-piece only serves to further highlight their accomplishment and potential. As essential live as they are on record, Spies are now one of the most exciting young bands to emerge in recent years - here's hoping for a full album release soon.

STL Verdict: 9/10

// Spies' eponymous debut EP is available as a free download from Bandcamp.

// Croupier's debut release - 'We, The System' is available as a free download from Bandcamp.

// Squarehead will release their debut album on Richter Collective later this year. New single 'Midnight Enchilada' will be released as a single on Friday 18th March in Ireland (20th Digital & 21st in UK). {Courtesy of Nialler9}



 

 
 Squarehead - Midnight Enchilada by Nialler9