Oxegen – Hudson Mohawke, Phenomenal Handclap Band, Fever Ray
HudMo arrived in Dublin airport at lunchtime and was onstage kicking out the bass bumpers an hour later. He may have been playing to a tiny crowd but that doesn’t stop Hud from some accomplished grandstanding. This is the real-deal …
HudMo arrived in Dublin airport at lunchtime and was onstage kicking out the bass bumpers an hour later. He may have been playing to a tiny crowd but that doesn’t stop Hud from some accomplished grandstanding. This is the real-deal new school, drums which are louder than bombs and grooves which are bigger than Godzilla coming fast and furious coating his 23rd century r’n'b in delicious waves of electronic varnish. It can only be a matter of time before some sussed pop star (hello Kanye?) takes notices, hires the Hud and this wonky shit goes global.
Holy retro mirrorballs, it’s the Phenomenal Handclap Band! Yes, I’ve lightly dissed their album but if only – if only – they’d simply recorded the damn thing straight from the mixing-board. Live, the PHCB hit their stride with luscious disco delights, like Hercules & The Love Affair dancing in a more retro disco with bigger mirrors on the wall. “15 to 20″ is an one-stop-shop for summer delights, but “Disappear” isn’t too shabby either.
The pantomine has come early to town. We could have done with more smoke to go with those lazers – and we could have done with more bodies in the colossaly underwhelming concrete shed that is the dance stage – to really illustrate Fever Ray’s tales from the darkside. This was an Alice In Wonderland tableau where that wonderland turned out to be full of goblins who could talk for hours about love and dishwasher tablets. Slow-motion gothic fairy tales which lodged in your brain and will still be creeping into your senses days from now.