Ikara Colt/Terra Diablo/Kain NME Bring It On night : Glasgow King Tut's Wah Wah Hut
Another great night - and a noisy one...
Terra Diablo don't care what they look like. These local noiseniks are just obsessed with creating the ultimate post-hardcore cacophony. They kick off gently with the angular melodicism of Idlewild and Foo Fighters before hammering down hard on the distortion for a journey into the heart of Mogwai's nightmares. It is the height of avant-rock excellence.
Ikara Colt cram three decades' worth of garage mayhem into one hyperactive, irresistible whole. Just look at them. Singer Paul is part ranting sidewalk preacher, part smooth barroom conman. Guitarist Claire summons a squall of delirious feedback as only a fuzzbox-stomping fox can. The other two play like Lower East Side college kids on a mission to search and destroy. The band ricochet with energy and high octane confidence, even ending with Paul ranting over a burst of fuzzed-up electroclash noise. Ikara Colt have come for your adrenalin gland. Time to hand it over.
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