Their recorded music can be dark, dense and the lyrics ambiguous, when you watch them live that kinetic energy is unmistakable and unforgettable. Apparent, visceral, and highly addictive.
Alloysious Massaquoi, Kayus Bankole, and G. Hastings met as kids and set their bodies against the tide. From the beginning, they were obstinately not going to do what was expected.
Under disparate influences that ranged from Enya to Suicide, they began to create the unique sound of their early albums, Tape One, Tape Two, the Mercury Award-winning DEAD, to arrive in the compelling world of White Men Are Black Men Too and their second SAY Award winner, Cocoa Sugar, with a more refined, disjointed sound.
Their forthcoming album is entitled, Heavy Heavy. The title could be a mood, or it could describe the smoothed granite of bass that supports the sound. Or perhaps it’s a nod to the natural progression from boys to grown men and the inevitable toll of living, a joyous burden, relationships, family, and the natural momentum of a group that has been around long enough to witness massive changes. This new album nails together a collage of influences, ideas, ages, and scenes, all bound together with unrestrained energy, passion, and soul. And it seems, right now, the most radical thing to do is to have some Soul.
A truly enigmatic band with a fabulously hard-to-define sound, fighting definition.
No dress code required. Dancing, not moshing. Hips jerking, feet slipping, brain firing in Catherine Wheel sparks of joy and empathy. Underground but never dark. Still young, after some years, even as the heavy, heavy weight of the world seems to grow day by day.