Review: Bambara at Bar Brooklyn in Stockholm
« We will start with a song called ‘End’, » signals Nordmark and takes on the ungrateful task of heating a more than half -empty room. He – named Per by first name – has a past as a drummer in the hardcore band Fireside, but drives more peeled in his own name. Slow riff poetry in Swedish does not directly raise the mood on a Tuesday evening in May, but if you should rake the mane for a band like Bammar, it should not be cheerful either.
Brooklyntrion is coming Originally from Athens, Georgia and shares literary violence with both the Southern Gothic genre and Nick Cave’s murderer ballads. The fact that a painting of the house god happens to hang right next to the stage does not seem to inhibit singer Reid Bateh who goes all in for both biblical symbolism and confrontative rock poses in leather pie and leather sunglasses. As a vocalist, he possesses the same kind of outgoing confidentiality as the obvious role model Cave and his nicer youth sins in The Birthday Party.
Behind the drums in sits the twin brother Blaze Bateh, which in turn goes in for sweaty sports poses in blue retro shorts, while childhood friend William Brookshire plays bass. On stage, the live musicians Lilah Larson (guitar) and Sam Zalta (keyboards) also contribute with both island and more shades. Here is both the flashing explosiveness of « Letters from Sing Sing » and Shoegazeskimmer in « Face of Love ».
The songs from the latest disc « Birthmarks » – Trion’s fifth full -length – combines a more commercially viable appearance with maintained creepy, but the choruses are still counted. Rather, the song lyrics are similar to short stories with an obscure person gallery, where women are called Elena, Serafina or Loretta and the men are murderers.
The sound commutes between nervous postpunk and loyer cowpunk with western vibes or hazy « Twin Peaks » moods. As towards the end of the concert in « Miracle », known from the TV series « Peaky Blinders ». Bambara is disturbing Storytellers in the style of David Lynch or Laurie Anderson (whom they said they listen to in the tour bus). But above all, it is a messy live band that, despite its macabre dark theme, had earned a much larger audience.
