A gig at Audio last night that I have been looking forward to for a long time… an experimental two peice from Bristol otherwise known as the Fuck Buttons. 24 Hours later my ears are still ringing and my soul is still buzzing.
They released their first album Street Horrrsing last year after being signed to ATP recordings, and they have been slowly building up a cult following ever since, with their second release Tarot Sport due very soon. Smashing straight into the gig with its first single ‘Surf Solar’ via an array of homemade electronic gizmo’s that may at first appear amateurish, but instead reak of nolstalgic boyish charm fueling the creation of a euphoric pandemonium. For when the boys rotated their Frankensteins table to display a suitcase vomiting wires and distortion pedals, rows of tiny Casio Synthisizers and a Fisher-Price Tape recorder centre stage (complete with the very same microphone you sang your own first discraceful wailing into), you knew you were in for treat, and a turbulant one at that. But then a Game boy was pulled out screaming noises that would put techno Tetris to shame…
