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There is nothing po-faced about [a]Looper[/a]'s aesthetic...

Looper are very much a band looking for a platform that takes in more than just an audience of doe-eyed Belle & Sebastian fans, and all the better if that audience can dance, because Looper have the beats, and the neat visuals.

But first, David Kitt takes to the stage, a man with a few beats of his own. Kittser is the toast of the town right now, with his debut 'Small Moments' album offering some sweet relief to those long suffering of the hammed-up bleeding heart troubadours that pass themselves off as singer-songwriters in Dublin these days. Accompanied by clarinet, organ and a mini-disc of loops, Kitt plays a set so soothing it should be mass prescribed.

Suitably warmed up, the club kids are now ready for more pop. And they get it in smashing day-glo doses. The Looper live show is a multi-media revue with installed video clips, grainy camcorder capers and cute animation. Full of humour and naivete, there is nothing po-faced about their aesthetic.

This is clearly Stuart David's true vocation, as he coyly divulges the story behind each song with his mouse-like Glaswegian intonation. To his right, his wife Karn handles the visuals, presses buttons, taps keys and plays some mean quivering Theremin.

Naturally, the set evolves around their most dancefloor congruous grooves. The vocoded "You're a Looper" intro to 'Ballad of Ray Suzuki' signals the first tentative heaves from the floor. But by the time, 'Mondo '77' finds its skanked-up temperature, the gaff is truly rockin'. Or laughing, as the accompanying video clip features their own rock star guitarist, Mondo '77 himself, in a sequence of B-movie action scenes. They rack out 'Puddle Monkey', with its Cornelius-style electro-punk-rock bpms, the brassy pop euphoria of 'Money Hair' and the hand-holding, "how Stuart met Karn" lo-fi hip-hop fable, 'Impossible Things'. Closing with the funk-enhanced 'These Things (Salako Mix)', tonight Looper got clubbed-up and pulled it off, and they even got an encore for their trouble.

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