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Review: 'TEST ICICLES'
'London, King's College, 28th November 2005'   


-  Genre: 'Indie'

Our Rating:
What's black white and red all over? Interracial sodomy. Ta for that Devonte. It pretty much sets the tone for TEST ICICLES. Is it an industry in joke or is it just me? I mean are they supposed to be pretentious? Is it an ironically over elaborate concept? Someone should just give them an ASBO and be done with it, but there's no fun in that now is there.

Combining awkwardness akin to that of a Tory MP asked his stance on immigration with some spectacularly shambolic show stopping songs, you'll love them or hate them. There's no room for grey here. With seemingly no beliefs in conventional fashion,preserving audience/band relations and drummers, they're ironic, pretentious, annoying, sarcastic, vitriolic, chaotic, blatantly entertaining and quite frankly a trio of total knobs. Like the wasp that won't leave your ice cream alone, you come to despise it to it's very core but have a mutual respect for its dogged persistence. Until you crush it against a wall that is.

What they do amazingly successfully is engineer a reaction, unfortunately it seems to be one of boo's and derision much like the one they received from Arctic Monkeys fans. Did I say engineer? I mean they provoke, cajole, poke, prod, prick, invite, they practically beg for a reaction and it's been medically proven you have to have an opinion on this band. Oh yes and they
also have some rather good songs even if any semblance of rhythm is awol amidst the fusion of noise.

There's the electro disco backbone of 'Circle.Square.Triangle' providing something eminently danceable, the raucous chorus of 'Boa vs Python' and the power metal grime breakdown of
'Catchitlive'. So they might be 'a grim old din' but their unique melange of retro metal, electro funk and slithers of hip hop make for nothing short of a truly spectacular live show.

After dishing out to a fan the kind of abuse usually reserved for a newly recruited Marine, Sam Merran exclaims 'I don't give a fuck'. Stop Press. No sir you don't and I feel decidedly better off for it. Now that's entertainment.
  author: Sherief Younis

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