Venue: The Labour Club (Website)
Event: Masters of Budvar present
Location: 95-97 Charles St Northampton England NN1 3BG
FRIDAY 4th AUGUST
THE LABOUR CLUB, EARL STREET, NORTHAMPTON NN1
THEY CAME FROM THE STARS I SAW THEM
they came from the stars i saw them are searching for the motherlode
they came from the stars i saw them are here to rock your world
they came from the stars i saw them believe in unadulterated joy
they came from the stars i saw them believe there has to be a way out of here
they came from the stars i saw them are different every time
they came from the stars i saw them are a joke band
they came from the stars i saw them are serious as the hole in the ozone
Bonkers death-factory cocktail bar electronica about meeting aliens. They're going to be stars (we see it)...You could be forgiven for thinking TCFTSIST are the only pop group in the world who matter. Genius is the only word, really.
Twice Leftfield Single of the Month - Muzik magazine
One of the highlights of my year, without a doubt. John Kennedy XFM - Twice Single of the Week
It's an oddity! Xmas Single of the Week: Mark & Lard, Radio 1
Utterly entrancing...this is the Beta Band, times twenty. BANG! Magazine
Tastelessness? I'd say tasty to the point of pungent! Mixing It, Radio 3
Absurdist madness with the sole aim to create excitement The Guardian
...rush-of-blood-to-the-head exciting...Awesome Careless Talk Costs Lives
'gorgeous, inventive, sweetly winking, vaguely Flaming Lips-like Xmas e.p. Time Out
Beautiful, poetic, creeping chaos Single of the Month, Bizarre Magazine
There isn't much else to say. This is the maddest band in London. Don't miss it.
Plus Special Guests
Euro-Romance of the very highest quality, with more than a touch of the great Jacques Brel.
Les Clochards, a laid-back quartet of stand-up bass, accordion, acoustic and drums, purvey a relaxing blend of Parisian cafe music, the odd nugget of Brecht/Weill and a couple of acoustic ballads that breathe the air of Henry Miller lounging around Parisian watering holes while writing dirty books. The singer was extraordinary, with a delivery which was one part Maurice Chevalier and the other part Elvis Presley. Singing in both French and English in a cool, dark baritone, he exuded confidence and smoothness. The very French-looking female accordionist, looking both blissful and slightly scared, filled the music with artful, authentic-sounding melodies and the overall effect was enchanting. Another strong gig, with Les Clochards emerging as a band of charm and originality.
Your superstar DJ
You all know he's more Merry Prankster than Teenage Angster. Now prepare to be bewitched, bothered and bewildered by the psychedelic superstar's unique mix of beat poetry, classical music and steam train recordings, as they all add up to the kind of night where you just want to kick off your shoes, roll back the carpet and watch out for splinters. It's the New Barcelona. You know you love it!
Everything else is as per normal.
Bar open till midnight.
First band onstage at 9:30pm
You seriously need to see this one, people.