Attic Lights / Sleepmode / Stonesthrow

On Wednesday the six of February 2008, Glasgow based harmonic power pop five piece Attic Lights played a short stop homecoming gig in front of what was an eager and rather large crowd in Glasgow's legendary King Tut's Wah Wah Hut.

Before the main act however we have local boys Stonesthrow, and Sleepmode.

Stonesthrow play some tight indie rock and get a fair reaction from those in attendance. Sleepmode are a rag tag lot, with a look like a cross between Enter Shikari and Biffy Clyro. They sound like At The Drive In meets Biffy and it... works! The lads have a good following, and grow a bit of a buzz as they finish their chaotic, blistering set.

At quarter to eleven it was time for the main feature. "Oh, this is a big crowd..." remarked singer Kev Sherry in his overwhelmed opening dialogue and they barged into new single 'Never Sick of the Sea, a catchy, straight up, pop song. The band may have been formed in a Scottish loft, but they were dreaming of California's sunshine coast when they did it. You couldn't help but experience a slight fantasia with it all.



Right away the opener is familiar, warm, breezy and downright feel-good. It's Weezer-esque, Fanclub-esque (they are managed and produced by Teenage FanclubÂ’s Francis McDonald), though it's neither as loud as Weezer nor as lo-fi as Teenage Fanclub. It has a great blend of voices in the backing department. The mix of: Colin McArdle (Bass), Jamie Houston (Guitar), and drummer Neil OÂ’Donnell is textured, sharp and present in all the right places.

Guitars, supplied by Houston and Tim Davidson pulse along to the easygoing beat in the way that politely asks you to tap your foot and requests that you sing along should the desire occur to you. The sight of Sherry with no shoes on, balancing on the balls of his feet, while singing every word with a smile that says, "These are the best days of my life", was heart warming as a quirk to the overall picture. The performances were, focused, well played, and well executed.



However, after fourth song 'Walkie Talkie' (which is dedicated without lyrical relevance to a potential victim of a 'near ten car pile-up' almost caused but avoided by the singers driving skill, or lack thereof) I began to feel a powerful attack of temporal lobe epilepsy. I had started to feel that this was the early nineties again, and I had pangs of cynicism and twinges of pretentiousness, yet, it was impossible to not enjoy it.



The crowd, too, lapped up every second of the late started set in a relaxed, appreciative manner, preferring to stand, watch and respect a top class band deliver a solid world class set. Despite the late start we were even treated to an encore, which left the crowd in a happy glow for the cold walk home.

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