Brighton Sallis Benny Theatre
[B]Robert Newman[/B], former comedian, has just come onstage to introduce [a]Electrelane[/a], in Spanish, dressed as a binman.
Oh yes. Holding the twin candles of inspiration and initiative against the darkness of mild incompetence, Electrelane emerge to a sustained electronic chord with an air of mild insurrection. They are, after all, making bold inroads into a genre in which being a male in one's late-20s is pretty much an entry-level requirement.
Someone alert Tortoise: Electrelane (Verity, Debbie, Emma and Rachel) are young women. They look a bit Mary Quant, a bit Blowup. They sound like John Barry being played by Huggy Bear, and in their successful opportuning of the two does their magic lie. A bit like Jean-Luc Godard, the whole cut-and-paste shebang only intermittently makes sense, but when they hit on their new single, 'Film Music', the deal is done. They are Stereolab without the boopy-doopy bing-bong, and all is ultimately well.
"L'art est inutile," ("Art is useless") decrees their slide show, as the group troop offstage.
Art might have to look out for itself. Its end is the new beginning.
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