How Come....
with ZUN ZUN EGUI + OUR BROTHER THE NATIVE + FRANÇOIS & THE ATLAS MOUNTAINS + THEQUIETLIFE + DIN DIN + DJs Young Master, Randek, Goal Joy, Heavy Heads, Mingpirate, Field Agent Slow Learner
at The Croft
(Sat 24th Oct 2009 / 8pm / £5)
Kickin up the dust...
Join Zun Zun Egui for the fourth incarnation of their 'How Come' night, and time to celebrate the release of their debut 12” on Blank Tapes. This one's a special one as Zun Zun now have some slabs of vinyl to compliment their incendiary live shows. Cause to rip it up on their home turf with a line up of like-minded guest musicians from the USA, France and Bristol. Four to the floor.
'[New release] 'Bal La Poussiere' (BLANK010) has a sound that is greedily omnivorous – not just juju and Beefheart, but Fugazi blooming in the tropicalia hothouse, krautrock drifting on the nightwaves of Mauritian seggae; from death metal to the Dead, via the urban orchids of No Wave. Like rubbing ‘Fools Gold’ and finding it’s for real, this is music to dance to in a new century. To misquote Funkadelic, throw away those skinny jeans, free your ass, and your mind may follow.'
'How Come' is a gig-turn-club night for dancin', live rockin', freak out jams, and whatever else might happen hosted by Zun Zun Egui... how come? This night(club), like the band itself, will broadcast a range of influences and styles to rev up the audience and get into that special groove. This is Bristol calling and the echo. Inspired, alive to the moment, political and dance floor.
Zun Zun Egui play a witching hour set to celebrate the release of their first 12” 'Bal La Poussiere', out on Blank Tapes (Bass Clef, Scatter, Thee, Stranded Horse) this September. The title is a Mauritian saying meaning 'the best dancer raises more dust from the floor...'. Over a frantic summer of scene-stealing performances with Antibalas at The Barbican, at Green Man and End of The Road festivals, as well UK-wide double headers with Fuck Buttons, they are making people mighty merry with their hypnotic blare out sound.
It's a sound that's evolving with every show, devouring hard-edged psychedelia, vocal operatics, and prog epicness alongside those transcendent tropical grooves and east African guitar shapes that leave a dancefloor wired and hot for more. 'How Come' is where they try new tricks... see it here first.
“Repeated cells of joyous juju groove and a hefty dose of ink mathematics, topped off by a bearded bespectacled bloke with the voice of a Thai pop princess exultantly singing in tongues." The Wire (live review)
"Zun Zun Egui... are incredible, leaning from Cuban jazz with a noise skronk to a heavy afrobeat, which recalls late-period Fugazi at their most freeform." Drowned In Sound
Our Brother The Native (FatCat/USA) are hushed and melancholic, loud and epic, a band who are warped in all the right places. This unique and ever shifting young band make mood-rich tracks that align them with peak Constellation acts with their sense of atmosphere, Gang Gang Dance in their lush dream pop and forest of rhythms, or even Isis as they branch into post-metal/blissed out desert rock areas.
Live they are exciting in the way they present themselves and are fully into harnessing DIY culture and underground aesthetics to make beautiful soundscapes and songs that do spells on your ears. Percussively the band fill out some mad textures: steel drum, gamelan, the backs of chairs and other ethnic drum pattens are weaved with weird electronic clicks, acoustic folk instruments embellished with eerie drones, and their distinctive simmering and haunting vocals. They create a music shimmers and swells but it still has that reflective, personal quality that gives it THE feel.
François & The Atlas Mountains have just finished work on bewitching new album 'Plaine Inondable' which is coming out on French label Talitres (Clogs, Tunng, Kim Novak) in September. Recorded at home in France and in the Basques country, it's his finest album yet - sumptuously recorded with lush string/brass arrangements, honeyed vocal harmonies, and full of fragile French pop moments that make you swoon. Hear him play the new material tonight alongside Rozi Plain and a guest percussionist.
Introducing thequietlife, a new group from Bristol whose hazy electro-acoustic reveries bring to mind the blissed out soundscapes of Talk Talk, The For Carnation or Beta Band. Barely there vocals, electronic processing, ambient washes and field recordings bleed gently into overdriven peaks and motorik percussion before receding into the distance.
Din Din was a sound method of torturing, but in recent years have gone ART and now after retiring from the SAS come back to kick some ass… Wanted to be Suicide but it went wrong somewhere, Techno animal fan, bedangled by future losers, be grabbed upon the shit like tendencies of required weirdness…They make music like the US makes peace…. Badly
Join Zun Zun Egui for the fourth incarnation of their 'How Come' night, and time to celebrate the release of their debut 12” on Blank Tapes. This one's a special one as Zun Zun now have some slabs of vinyl to compliment their incendiary live shows. Cause to rip it up on their home turf with a line up of like-minded guest musicians from the USA, France and Bristol. Four to the floor.
'[New release] 'Bal La Poussiere' (BLANK010) has a sound that is greedily omnivorous – not just juju and Beefheart, but Fugazi blooming in the tropicalia hothouse, krautrock drifting on the nightwaves of Mauritian seggae; from death metal to the Dead, via the urban orchids of No Wave. Like rubbing ‘Fools Gold’ and finding it’s for real, this is music to dance to in a new century. To misquote Funkadelic, throw away those skinny jeans, free your ass, and your mind may follow.'
'How Come' is a gig-turn-club night for dancin', live rockin', freak out jams, and whatever else might happen hosted by Zun Zun Egui... how come? This night(club), like the band itself, will broadcast a range of influences and styles to rev up the audience and get into that special groove. This is Bristol calling and the echo. Inspired, alive to the moment, political and dance floor.
Zun Zun Egui play a witching hour set to celebrate the release of their first 12” 'Bal La Poussiere', out on Blank Tapes (Bass Clef, Scatter, Thee, Stranded Horse) this September. The title is a Mauritian saying meaning 'the best dancer raises more dust from the floor...'. Over a frantic summer of scene-stealing performances with Antibalas at The Barbican, at Green Man and End of The Road festivals, as well UK-wide double headers with Fuck Buttons, they are making people mighty merry with their hypnotic blare out sound.
It's a sound that's evolving with every show, devouring hard-edged psychedelia, vocal operatics, and prog epicness alongside those transcendent tropical grooves and east African guitar shapes that leave a dancefloor wired and hot for more. 'How Come' is where they try new tricks... see it here first.
“Repeated cells of joyous juju groove and a hefty dose of ink mathematics, topped off by a bearded bespectacled bloke with the voice of a Thai pop princess exultantly singing in tongues." The Wire (live review)
"Zun Zun Egui... are incredible, leaning from Cuban jazz with a noise skronk to a heavy afrobeat, which recalls late-period Fugazi at their most freeform." Drowned In Sound
Our Brother The Native (FatCat/USA) are hushed and melancholic, loud and epic, a band who are warped in all the right places. This unique and ever shifting young band make mood-rich tracks that align them with peak Constellation acts with their sense of atmosphere, Gang Gang Dance in their lush dream pop and forest of rhythms, or even Isis as they branch into post-metal/blissed out desert rock areas.
Live they are exciting in the way they present themselves and are fully into harnessing DIY culture and underground aesthetics to make beautiful soundscapes and songs that do spells on your ears. Percussively the band fill out some mad textures: steel drum, gamelan, the backs of chairs and other ethnic drum pattens are weaved with weird electronic clicks, acoustic folk instruments embellished with eerie drones, and their distinctive simmering and haunting vocals. They create a music shimmers and swells but it still has that reflective, personal quality that gives it THE feel.
François & The Atlas Mountains have just finished work on bewitching new album 'Plaine Inondable' which is coming out on French label Talitres (Clogs, Tunng, Kim Novak) in September. Recorded at home in France and in the Basques country, it's his finest album yet - sumptuously recorded with lush string/brass arrangements, honeyed vocal harmonies, and full of fragile French pop moments that make you swoon. Hear him play the new material tonight alongside Rozi Plain and a guest percussionist.
Introducing thequietlife, a new group from Bristol whose hazy electro-acoustic reveries bring to mind the blissed out soundscapes of Talk Talk, The For Carnation or Beta Band. Barely there vocals, electronic processing, ambient washes and field recordings bleed gently into overdriven peaks and motorik percussion before receding into the distance.
Din Din was a sound method of torturing, but in recent years have gone ART and now after retiring from the SAS come back to kick some ass… Wanted to be Suicide but it went wrong somewhere, Techno animal fan, bedangled by future losers, be grabbed upon the shit like tendencies of required weirdness…They make music like the US makes peace…. Badly