As are main support on this tour, Black Moth. They too suffer from a poor response from the crowd, but while it might be forgivable that this predominately stoner based audience might not have been totally into Cytota, it is less clear why Moth didn’t create a buzz.
Singer Harriet Bevan, explains that she is delighted to be here as Birmingham is the home of some of her heroes. You would guess she just meant Black Sabbath, as pretty much immediately we are transported to the 1970s in the back of some heavy and dense riffing. Debut single. “The Articulate Dead” is typical of their sound and we can expect to see a lot more of them when the magazines pick up on them.
Of all the things RTM expected to see when we turned up to watch Bristol hippie-types Turbowolf was a moshpit, but it was time to leave preconceptions at the door as the four piece are a much different proposition live than you might expect.
In fact, while the inflatable sphinx backdrop is a bit naff, it is the only thing about the 50 stunning minutes that Turbowolf give us that is. Their self-titled debut album has bothered our iPod for a while, it says much, therefore that live they manage to take things up a few notches.
Monstrously heavy, there beats a real metal heart to songs “Seven Severed Heads” and “A Rose For The Crows,” in fact the speed of a number of the songs is picked up from the album versions.
Of course, there is nothing straightforward about this particular band of 70s enthusiasts, as their choice of covers show. Lightning Bolt’s “Captain Caveman” takes on almost thrash overtones in their hands, and Jefferson Starship’s “Somebody to Love” has never sounded quite like this before.
But it is their own compositions that really showcase the bands formidable talents. “Read And Write” is perhaps the catchiest weapon in their arsenal, with its massive chorus and stabs of synth from frontman Chris Georgiadis, but new song “12 Houses,” from an album due next year, runs it close.
It is said that critics struggle with the band as their influences are too diverse. However, one thing appears to be clear. By the time that “Let’s Die” brings things to a close, mere pigeonholing is not required.
How about this instead: Turbowolf are just brilliant.