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London King's Cross Scala


London King’s Cross Scala

Meet Mike. He’s a regular guy: sensible sweater, smart shirt, nice glasses. Looks like he’s about to value your property, not unleash several shades of bowel-excavating aural hell from the boxes placed neatly on the table in front of him. But Paradinas is an odd fish. Here he is, headlining a tour with hand-picked, like-minded avant-populist evangelists [a]Luke Vibert[/a] and Zan Lyons, when it’s clear he feels horribly uncomfortable onstage.

You’d imagine he has a lot of contempt for the audience as well, but that’s just Paradinas‘ alter-ego Kid Spatula talking. As the knuckle-dragging, gabba-crazed sibling of 5-Ziq (Paradinas‘ other alter-ego), Spatula has the attitude, anger and arsenal to entertain in a most unorthodox manner. Where before 5-Ziq tickled us with clever classical, now Spatula razes the dancefloor with napalm acid ‘Dirtwah’ and breakbeat Armageddon ‘Hard Love’, filthy noise and bad tempered ambience. It’s a demonstration of the absolute control music can have over a willing, submissive crowd.

In relation, acid-wisp [a]Luke Vibert[/a] and affable veteran of the pedal steel guitar BJ Cole‘s goofy South Pacific harmonising is the fruit of a collaboration that has run its natural course. Hugely enjoyable and implausibly innovative nine months ago, theirs is currently the sight and sound of Sunday afternoon on the Glasto jazz stage: old man sweating, stoned young chap gurning. Say, what time’s The Herbaliser on, Dad?