Django Django/Miles Kane/Palma Violets/Peace
O2 Academy Brixton, London, February 23
Palma Violets do not drop the good-vibe ball, being a band who generate a sense of electric, messy excitement just by their presence, and that's even before they crack out the spirit fingers. 'Tom The Drum' and '14' have a casual class as well as a scrappy immediacy, the wonderfully arrogant sound of a band who know exactly how good (and how hot) they are. Another young man only too aware of his own allure is Miles Kane, owner of the tightest-trousered thighs in the music biz right now. He deploys his massive tunes with cock-of-the-walk confidence, a 'Rearrange' here, an 'Inhaler' there, before smashing his guitar to smithereens.
The biggest surprise of the night, though, is Django Django. You might not have had them pegged as natural headliners, but their Super Furries-ish indie-funk grooves become great lurching beasts live, 'Hale Bopp' and 'Wor' causing outbreaks of deliriously shuffly dancing. "We're going to a place!" declares singer Vincent Neff as they unleash the Arabian adventure that is 'Skies Over Cairo'. "And it's over here! And it's there, and it's everywhere." Where? Who cares. As long as this sound keeps ringing in our ears, there'll be a corner of our hearts that is forever NME Awards Tour…
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