By Amélie Peters, Music Sub-Editor
Having released there debut album two days previously, their was a tense excitement in the room from both fans, and the performers as well. Notably confident, the two strutted about the stage with the confidence of someone who knows that they are good at what they do. And they are not wrong.
Finally a song that really fits the phrase, Big D*ck energy. Sporting phrases like 'You're really not that big' and 'I'm one of the nice guys, so why won't you have sex with me?'. The song is crude, crass and exactly what should be said.
A blasé attitude that would make even Johnny Rotten wither, Lambrini Girls are the example young girls should look up to. Fed up of the punk rock star persona that seems to be synonymous and attached only to the male sex, Phoebe lunny posses a proud confidence that seems to seep into her audience.
'Filthy Rich nepo baby' - An ode that tells the anti-odyssey ease-knock life of the privileged, a tale all too common in our own Bristol University. Aggravating Antagonist Hugo works on the all too classic 'noise rock' project, otherwise known in the business as - doesn't know how to play an instrument all whilst spending daddy's money.
Its Hard to win back an impatient crowd after a twenty minute delay, especially in the sweltering heat of rough trade, however the antics of the band rally the crowd and results in a kicker of a gig.
Jumping head first off the shoulders of the audience, Lunny filled me with a motherly concern, that from someone my age I do not like. Filled with the urge to say 'I'm going to count to three and you better be off her shoulders'.
Despite my non-verbalised protestations, Lunny jumps head first into a sea of adoration, surfing a crowd that seemed to come out of nowhere, right back to the stage jumping into another track.
Rage at the establishment, the country allowing the slaughter of innocents and bacon baps, 'God's own country'. Lyrically cutting, punch and backed up with riffs that'll make you want to move.
Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels, a phrase that's infamously permeated its way into our culture. 'Nothing tastes as good as it feels', a responsive track to the damage Kate Moss and the beauty industry have done to little girls. The saddest and perhaps most powerful on the album, the duo take a breathe and produce something above the blasé punching lyrics of their previous tracks.
Perhaps not the breadwinner on the album, 'Nothing tastes as good as it feels' is thoughtful, it resonates in a way the others don't and no way is that disrespect to the other tracks. In majority the album is music you can move to, music you can have fun to, but this track is the triumph of the album.
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