REVIEW by ZAK SLOMAN
93 Feet East, a venue situated at the halfway point of Brick Lane, a street in Shoreditch, an area of east London which has seen much gentrification in recent years, played host to five emerging outfits on the UK capital’s music scene.
It was 12 days before Christmas, so the festive party season was in full swing, hence a rather jolly atmosphere.
Unfortunately, as I was running late, I didn’t manage to catch much of fledgling four-piece Last To Land‘s set, but what I did get to see of that was a band who were able to create a diversely-influenced yet cohesive mix of rock, alternative, and indie, which got the evening off to a good start.
Next up on stage were quartet Some People, who have quickly become a regular fixture on the London underground music scene with an indie sound that draws from a variety of genres, including rock, country, and soul, as well as a solid songwriting partnership of members Callum Dearden and Orson Fry.
However, through no fault of their own, the band’s set was plagued with technical difficulties, with some nasty microphone and amp feedback at times, but the crowd seemed to be enjoying it, dancing happily to the music, and it was clear, in the moments where there were no teething problems, that the four-piece are talented, showcasing a well-crafted sound.
The stage was compact, so it was a minor miracle that all six members of The New Immigrants could fit on there.
Fusing together elements of folk, blues, rock, pop, and indie to create an original sound that contained escalating melodies, pummeling rhythms, and intertwining guitars, the relatively new collective spent much of their set actively encouraging the crowd to sing along to their songs, which a few audience members did, but the majority weren’t so keen on doing that.
A highlight of the band’s set was when they performed their recently released debut single, ‘Heavens Of Water‘, which is fast becoming a favourite among the six-piece’s growing fan base.
Next on stage were Sexton, formerly known as Meet The Fishermen, who played to an audience that had noticeably halved in size since The New Immigrants had been on, the reason for this being, I was later told by the gig’s promoter, was that much of the crowd had had to leave the venue in order to catch the last train back home.
Those who were still there, however, enthusiastically responded to Sexton‘s dynamic, powerful combination of alternative and indie-rock, as well as an animated stage performance, and frontman Joey‘s frequent bantering between tracks.
The band’s set was so positively-received that when it concluded, the audience demanded one more song, but as much as Sexton had wanted to, owing to timing constraints, it was a wish that wasn’t going to be granted.
Headliners Slater have been hailed by much of the underground music press recently for a consistenly hard-hitting indie-rock n’ roll sound, and highly-energetic live performances, which was apparent pretty much throughout the trio’s set.
The crowd were a little sparse, but the people who were there were certainly making their voices heard, singing and clapping along happily to the tunes, and the outfit also injected a healthy dose of humour to proceedings, as with the penultimate song of the evening, frontman Harry was left on his own to play a stripped-back track on an acoustic guitar.
However, this wasn’t down to an on-stage falling out, as the two other members – bassist Reuben, and drummer Daniel – came back on for the finale, with Reuben wearing a dressing gown, and Daniel wearing a dinner jacket and bow tie, which was a rather surreal moment.
In conclusion, the gig was entertaining and a crowd-pleaser, with an assortment of immensely-talented fledgling collectives all bringing something sonically unique to the table, although they were often hampered by technical problems throughout that none of the bands could really be blamed for.