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To say that I had been excited ever since I found out that Le Tigre were doing a London show would be just a weeny bit of an understatement. You see, Le Tigre aren't like most other bands, as in, they sound and look like the proverbial bollock of dog, AND have one of the coolest names for a band ever. Needless to say the gig sold out before I got a chance to buy a ticket, but a couple of last minute phone calls and the small matter of 30 notes and me and 'er indoors are away.
I thankfully managed to get a pre-release order album from Clerkenwell Music in Farringdon, (plug plug, lovely guy blah blah blah) and glued it to my CD decks for two weeks. It's a great album, but you can buy it anywhere. It's called 'This Island' and if you can't afford it, ask Santa.
After grabbing some tasty snacks and a frantic rush across town, we arrive at Upper Street to find the street littered with weeping glammy foreigners BEGGING anyone that looked half cool to sell them their tickets. Obviously Le Tigre's management hadn't got them down as being quite as big over here as they actually are, or else they are banned from Mean Fiddler for being too well dressed, but hang on.. they're at the Islington Academy; Mean Fiddlers new haven for people who have their radio dials jammed on XFM. After getting robbed for 2 squids for the pleasure of having my bag 'looked after', and shunning the bar in favour of running straight to the front for prime position, the only regret was that I had not arrived in time to see the support, Brightons fab Electrelane. Oh well, maybe next time.
While waiting the short ten minutes for Le Tigre to arrive onstage, the first thing that was noticed was the fact that the crowd was one of, if not THE best dressed crowd I had seen at a gig since Menswear at Hastings Crypt in 95. And thats a GOOD thing by the way.
When they arrive onstage the crowd reaction was ecstatic, and it was pretty obvious that quite a few people had travelled from all around the UK and beyond to see their elusive heroes. Opening with forthcoming new single; 'TKO', this is a band with three of the coolest 30 somethings in the entire world, jumping around to their unique form of kitsch-punk-disco, intent on having such FUN dancing to their own music, that you wonder whether the whole thing feels as exciting to them as it does to the newcomer.
Kathleen Hanna seems to more or less take the lead throughout the show, dressed like glamour itself in an excellent red skirt and tights / polka dot top outfit, and the other two just look excellent, performing dance routines like Busted after a night on the charlie with Dame Edna. The three trumps of the night are left until last, 'Hot Topic' is like Sleater Kinney meets The Velvelettes, and 'Deceptacon' is STILL the only reason to get excited at your average London indie club.
Le Tigre do have the shortest gap between end of set and encore though, they must have been offstage for like, 40 seconds before running back on to cover The Pointer Sisters 'I'm So Excited' to rapturous response. I've already got Le Tigres new LP, so Santa, if I'm good, ple.. please can you MAKE Eavis book Le Tigre for the Pyramid Stage headline slot next year? Santa, mate...?
Oh well.
I thankfully managed to get a pre-release order album from Clerkenwell Music in Farringdon, (plug plug, lovely guy blah blah blah) and glued it to my CD decks for two weeks. It's a great album, but you can buy it anywhere. It's called 'This Island' and if you can't afford it, ask Santa.
After grabbing some tasty snacks and a frantic rush across town, we arrive at Upper Street to find the street littered with weeping glammy foreigners BEGGING anyone that looked half cool to sell them their tickets. Obviously Le Tigre's management hadn't got them down as being quite as big over here as they actually are, or else they are banned from Mean Fiddler for being too well dressed, but hang on.. they're at the Islington Academy; Mean Fiddlers new haven for people who have their radio dials jammed on XFM. After getting robbed for 2 squids for the pleasure of having my bag 'looked after', and shunning the bar in favour of running straight to the front for prime position, the only regret was that I had not arrived in time to see the support, Brightons fab Electrelane. Oh well, maybe next time.
While waiting the short ten minutes for Le Tigre to arrive onstage, the first thing that was noticed was the fact that the crowd was one of, if not THE best dressed crowd I had seen at a gig since Menswear at Hastings Crypt in 95. And thats a GOOD thing by the way.
When they arrive onstage the crowd reaction was ecstatic, and it was pretty obvious that quite a few people had travelled from all around the UK and beyond to see their elusive heroes. Opening with forthcoming new single; 'TKO', this is a band with three of the coolest 30 somethings in the entire world, jumping around to their unique form of kitsch-punk-disco, intent on having such FUN dancing to their own music, that you wonder whether the whole thing feels as exciting to them as it does to the newcomer.
Kathleen Hanna seems to more or less take the lead throughout the show, dressed like glamour itself in an excellent red skirt and tights / polka dot top outfit, and the other two just look excellent, performing dance routines like Busted after a night on the charlie with Dame Edna. The three trumps of the night are left until last, 'Hot Topic' is like Sleater Kinney meets The Velvelettes, and 'Deceptacon' is STILL the only reason to get excited at your average London indie club.
Le Tigre do have the shortest gap between end of set and encore though, they must have been offstage for like, 40 seconds before running back on to cover The Pointer Sisters 'I'm So Excited' to rapturous response. I've already got Le Tigres new LP, so Santa, if I'm good, ple.. please can you MAKE Eavis book Le Tigre for the Pyramid Stage headline slot next year? Santa, mate...?
Oh well.
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