WEIRDSVILLE at Fiddler's Elbow - Camden
Saturday 24th February 8pm till 3am
* The Embrooks * 10.30pm
* ******* Generation * 9.30pm
* FLESH * 8.30pm
* DJ 45 party with Las Titis plus Mr A & Miss A (Weirdsville) till 3am *
Formed at the tail end of 1996, The Embrooks (Alessandro Cozzi-Lepri—guitar, vocals; Mole—bass, vocals; Lois Tozer—drums) were initially influenced by the moody, minor key mid-'60s US garage common to the New England area.
They quickly changed course towards the more aggressive sounds coming out of the UK and Europe in that same mid-'60s period, a transitional style which came to known as freakbeat. Here, the band found their true calling, and delivered 2 killer singles (“If You Let Me Go”, Max Picou and “More Than Ever”, Guerssen, both 1999) and their highest profile LP, “Our New Day” for legendary California label Bomp’s Voxx imprint (2000). Numerous tours through the UK and Europe were undertaken, and they even found time to cross the pond into the US and Canada on a number of occasions, and appearing at such legendary events as the Wild Weekend, Las Vegas Grind, Cavestomp, Purple Weekend and many more besides. The follow-up LP, “Yellow Glass Perspections” (Munster, 2004) saw the band incorporating more psychedelic elements to their sound, but still very much rooted in the aggressive Mod-Rock that had served them well.
As external commitments became ever more time-consuming, the band amicably parted in mid-2005, but now they're back!! Strong as ever, a little wider round the waist and greyer around the gills (the ‘Expanding Waistline Inevitable’ as a friend was kind enough to point out!), but ready to knock your socks off with their brand new single, “Nightmare” b/w “Helen” (State Records).
With what seems like an unpredictable frenzy of rock'n'roll sleaze, ******* Generation invoke the speed of Ramones, the grace of a dodo, and a profound disinterest in what you think. Their live shows will leave you feeling bruised and battered, but always gagging for more.
They exploded into life just a year ago, playing their unique brand of reckless, primitive, barely-in-control rock'n'roll, singer Sebastian is all enrapturing and won't let you forget who he is no matter how much you want to. Backed by two fuzzy ear splitting guitars, it's not long before you realise this ain't no ordinary band.
With a split 7" with LA's finest The Black Mambas on No Front Teeth Records and the overdue vinyl press of their "First *******" album on Dirty Water Records, there's more to look forward to plus their second album in the works. London's trashiest and most unpredictable band is making their skid mark, so keep your finger on their pulse because they might soon be dead or, worse, undead.
The only band to give you a *****!
Brought to you by Mr A & Miss A