Breeders : Dublin Ambassador Theatre
...a bumblingly elegant, fantastically imperfect and impossible-to-take-your-eyes-off spectacle...
But in a world where rock's gone back to basics and Breeders has a personal audience with the Queen, Breeders actually make more sense than they did a decade ago. It's angular, ambitious, shambolic - and we're totally glued.
Arriving on stage, beers in hand, fags stuck to their bottom lips, the Deals look like the musical equivalent of blue-collar sitcom sisters Jackie and Roseanne Harris. Older material from 1990's compelling 'Pod', 1993's fizzing 'Last Splash' (including an infinitely fucked up, microphone gnawing take on notorious odd-pop hit, 'Cannonball') and between song banter throws sparkle onto what's otherwise a dark place to be. Newies like 'Little Fury' and 'Off You' manage to be both ambitious and compelling.
It makes for a bumblingly elegant, fantastically imperfect and impossible-to-take-your-eyes-off spectacle. Kylie's comeback might've involved baring ass, but Kelley and Kim's is just about kicking it.
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