The Darkness who?
That’s showbiz for ya.
A special note: This review, unlike most Mclusky reviews, contains no Pixies references.
Rock is still alive and well in Wales thanks to Mclusky. The Welsh trio made up of Andrew Falkous, Jon Chapple, and Jack Egglestone performed Tuesday night in NYC at the musky Knitting Factory. I have always enjoyed their albums, but after finally seeing them live, I can say with confidence that I love Mclusky. Angular guitars, erratic vocals, and a keen sense of humor makes this band a must see as they continue to tour the US.
The set opened with the brilliantly titled song “Lightsabre Cocksucking Blues,“ which immediately sent the hipster-filled crowd into chaos. As the show went on, I experienced something completely new: hipster moshing. I have yet to figure out what in the hell they were doing, unless it was just a chance for the audience to actually touch somebody of the opposite sex, as the moshing was nothing more than gently bumping to and fro. Please stop. Thanks.
Covering plenty of songs from their new album The Difference Between Me And You Is That I’m Not On Fire as well as Mclusky Do Dallas, I left completely satisfied. Mclusky somehow combine infectious pop hooks with bitch-slap-your-mom rock instrumentals and humorous lyrics. Highlights included “Collagen Rock,” “Without MSG I Am Nothing,” “She Will Only Bring You Happiness” and my personal favorite (and last song of the night) “To Hell With Good Intentions.” Falkous and Chapple took away pieces of the drum kit while Egglestone continued to keep a beat until he was out of equipment. A unique way to end a set, but what else would you expect from a band that sings lines including “our old singer is a sex criminal.” Mclusky is not your typical rock band, they don’t play a typical show, and they take more drugs than a touring funk band. Sing it.