Goldie
Lookin' Chain
Exeter Lemon Grove
Wednesday 20th October
On
a night that saw Exeter play host to two of pop world's biggest,
funniest and cleverest groups at the moment (Franz
Ferdinand were at the Great Hall just over the road) the city's
comedy hip hop massive turn up in fine old skool/wreaked leisure
wear style to give a big hands in the air for Newport's biggest
sellers since Ritchie Manic's car turned up at auction.
Support
came from Skinnyman who put on a great mind flipping show of white
B.boy social conscience from his 'Council Estate of Mind' album.
Recent single and show highlight 'I'd be surprised' causing visible
shivers down the spines of the assembled. Highly recommended.
Where
skinnyman keeps it all too real GLC appear like the sur-real b****rd
extended family relatives of The Beastie Boys circa 1987. The eight
piece core of the crew consists of: Eggsie (Mr. Love Eggs), Xain
(Dwayne Xain Xedong), Adam Hussein, Two-Hats, Mike Balls (Hardest
Man in Soccer Violence), Billy Webb, Mystikal and Maggot all fighting
for their right to paarrrrdy on the, at times, bit cramped stage.
Of
course, GLC are to hip hop what The Darkness are to rock; a lovingly
constructed retro send up all that's great and wack about their
given genres and whilst you have to wonder how long the joke can
last (The Darkness' time seems up at the moment) tonight we're still
definitely laughing, if not at the punchline...then certainly towards
it...as Homer Simpson might say.
With
a rib-crunching sound system, the 'Greatest hits' are delivered
almost without inter- song banter - which was particularly amusing
when the DAT machine started playing the encore of current single
'Your mother's got a penis' while the whole crew were trying to
leave the stage. All Very Spinal Tap and very apt.
Comparisons
have been made with 'The Streets' tales of everyday shopping mall-contents
but where Mike Skinner mainly documents the personal and urban dis-topia
of his adopted London, GLC inhabit a more provincial own-label brand
of urban concrete jungle-ism, where Argus, Zanzibar and Iceland
are celebrated as the true lands of dope and glory.
Of
course the assembled Clarts lapped it up and girls breasts were
duly exposed in appreciation as 'Half man half machine' and hit
'Guns don't kill people, rappers do' created a blocked up community
workshop that had the Exeter splews under maximum pressure with
the sweeping step. Being on the drivers choice after a quick visit
to the Shirley bassey, I avoided the shanks and bigfoot but the
Newport Sunday Lunch rounded off a totally safe raz. You knows it.*
KEV
WINSER
* See
GLC dictionary and reference guide on their website youknowsit.co.uk
(for broad-minded adults only!) for translation of last paragraph
if you need it.
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