March 25, 2006

Cardiacs Marquee London

This is a great review from someone who didn't get it.

Sputnik’s star is rising over these morons.

The Cardiacs are an egotistical talent-less bunch of jerks with nothing but gimmicks to recommend them if that. Last week I saw them at London’s Marquee club. The hot spot at the bowels of emerging trivia if the latest offering is anything to go by. The fawning music press, always susceptical to any half-wit moron that comes along, has described the group as the ultimate entertainers. If you are in a mental institution they might be. The lead singer acted as if he was retarded in a way which was quite sick.

The audience were reduced to a mindless bouncing sweaty mass by the manipulative unpleasant antics of lead singer Timmy Smith. He dribbles, not only musically, but literally, condescended and patronised inciting the audience to emulate him.

Formless and tuneless, punk played backwards, describes the music. It was an interminable hour of totally unmemorable dirge - and then they came back and did it all over again in the encore. The only piece distinguishable from the rest was a weird chant at the end, obviously the band’s anthem, which sounded like two lines from a poem repeated several times.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I laugh hilariously because this reviewer has the main trait shared with most Cardiacs's hardcore fans; they hate the Cardiacs. So many of we hated them in the beginning, with amazing consistency.

DAVE BONES said...

yeah it only made sense to me once I saw them live a couple of times.