@sleafordmods played London again (a weekly residency would do me but three times this year (I think) and a couple of dates booked in at the 100 Club in the autumn will suffice). Any impending accusations of novelty can just fuck off. It takes brains and balls to deliver tune after tune with both wit and vitriol and Friday night at The Lexington was bob on. The stop start (with a tune in between) of Urine Mate suggests that they’ve already got themselves crowd pleasers and to go from “we’re not playing that one tonight” greeted with mock moans to one tune later, “we will play it, you’re paying I suppose” (or words to that effect) showed a duo / groop / band aware enough to know their star is shining but not up their own arses to start playing games with punters, whether they’re the ones who’ve started to attend as many of their gigs as they can (as long as they’re fairly local, I’m not made of money) or people witnessing them for the first time, like the bright eyed young woman from Nottingham who before they came on said to me that she feels an affinity towards them, even though judging by her accent she is very much from the monied side of the tracks. You don’t have to have been condescended to in a dole meeting to know what low grade condescension sounds like.
Anyway, they’ll never get on Late Night… with Jools and become the new Seasick Steve (“oh look a talented poor person doing a turn!”) because they eff and blind A LOT and a censored Sleaford Mods would make as much sense as removing every occurrence of the words goddamn bastards from A Catcher In The Rye. And by drawing attention to the language would distract you from the meaning at the core of what they say and do.
Right now, with a zombie coalition government, lager in London the thick end of a fiver a pint and a nauseous consensus that mainstream entertainers are not to be trusted - and any other gauge that shows that the UK doesn’t know it’s arse from its elbow - the Sleaford Mods are the only band that matter.
Note: This review is cut short as the new hybrid powered bus I’m sitting on has broken down and I’ve got to get off and walk.