The ‘Hot Music Live Presents' fundraiser for The Tin last evening broke new ground even for a series which, apart from the main aim, tries to introduce as many people as possible to new music.
Of the four bands, Deathsex Bloodbath, Batsch, Little Girl Screaming and Stegosaurus Sex Party, two were local cult status ones who hadn't played locally for so many years that many of the audience hadn't seen them before & the rest all dropped the entirety of their sets & released work in favour of wholly new material & different onstage instrumentation. So if you were looking for "a thrill that's new", you were in the right place. Equally the bands themselves had never played on the same bill before (and I suspect this configuration may be difficult to put together again).
Up first, Stegosaurus Sex Party retained the party mood from their previous gigs but none of the songs, jettisoning drums for a much more electro sound which was in its own way just as exciting as before. It was certainly as furious & in your face with as little compromise as ever. Targets (and the new stuff certainly is aimed directly) were added to be the righteous fury of the band for some astonishing online transphobic bigotry expressed towards Deathsex Bloodbath by a person who bizarrely purports to be a member of the local creative community. There is nothing like this sort of outrage to fuel performances & it helped I think to give the community present a sense of the necessity to stand together in the face of prejudice. Certainly DSB had their own thoughts to share later on.
Tree and Chris of Little Girl Screaming tested the water back in October as an acoustic duo at our fundraiser & it went down so well that they brought their full band back to the city for the first time in about fifteen years: few of the venues they played so often at are still around but thankfully they are. Their "new" drummer Simon has been with them for a more than a decade now yet this was still his first gig with them here: bassist Mev is a more recent recruit but, with due respect to their predecessors, I'd suggest from my memory (and I saw them often enough), Little Girl Screaming have never sounded so powerful and compelling live. This is a really strong lineup and I hope they can play more live: it would be a waste not to. Certainly it's time they reminded people round Coventry of just what a great band they are.
I've written before of my admiration of how Batsch have evolved successfully from a quartet to a duo and now "just" Mason. However that's barely telling the story, as he too has consigned all Batsch music from their many releases to the archives and constructed a brand new set around the persona of "Clive Batsch". Batsch fans will reasonably point out that his musical talents offer continuity (though given the new context, the music is much more spare on many songs) but this is probably not as obvious as the facets of the performance itself. And it certainly is a performance. He has crafted a strange new persona who seems to live in a 1970s type world: one rooted in a sort of semi-bourgeois suburbia with an unseen wife (Maureen), but having retired from a series of often rather odd careers with peculiar progressions, about which he sings songs. He also treats us to monologues about anecdotes relating to them in the style almost of a 1970s club comedian: so it's not surprising when many of the songs are sort of crooned ones such as people like that used to intersperse their acts. As I say, linking these to "old" Batsch tracks isn't easy, but maybe, his interest in the filmic & visual as a stimulus for his music has, in this fashion, become more overt?
He uses keyboards & guitar to accompany himself, but (in yet another surprise), he brings on star guests Nyotaa (for two numbers) and Tim Ellis (of Jackdaw with Crowbar fame) on bass for one.
It's all a delight, but in a final (and I have to say complex) twist, even this fascinating set exists within a broader context as somehow this finely imagined world of Clive Batsch has become entwined with the notoriously detailed lore of Deathsex Bloodbath. Foreshadowing pops up in the form of a leaflet posted through his door and his reel of 1970s adverts which plays throughout is interrupted by a communique from them. Eventually they burst onto stage before he's finished as part of a coup establishing The People's Republic of Coventry.
This merging of two sets (I thank Sophie Williams for coining "Deathsex Bloodbatsch") is a first for these gigs & went down well with the audience who obviously didn't see it coming. A testament to the hard work by all concerned in making it work so effectively.
After a Deathsex Bloodbatsch rendition of the "Coventry National Anthem" (which largely concerns Coventry Market), Deathsex Bloodbath remained to tear through many of their most alluring and provocative tracks, delivered with the sort of theatricality unseen since the last Deathsex Bloodbath gig.
Sadogasm (vocals, guitar, ego and lycra), Switchblade (vocals, feathers and disinformation), Masokiss (bass, science and magic), Sororicide (drums, percussion and violence) & Justin Appropriate (leading guitar and having discarded his trademark hotpants for something even more revealing) may have been absent from our stages but like Little Girl Screaming, my feeling was they were even better than before. It might be my own delight in seeing a favoured band I never thought I'd see again: it might be part of their delight in playing again, but they were on fire. This time, having battled demonic possession and evil alternative selves in previous scenarios, they have evolved into urban guerillas, complete with fatigues etc. Except of course for Justin. It was good too to see early DSB member Caitred Alabaster in the audience.
Of course they've all been playing a lot in the years intervening (many of them having been Duck Thieves for example) so the performing skills are bound to have been enhanced. Nevertheless, you could tell the glee they had at being able to play such classics as "You are Dead! We are Deathsex!", "Been to Kettering", "Douches (There are Too Many of Them)", "Do Better", "Tinder is the Night", "Let's Fuck!" and "Asphyxiwank" with appropriate abandon, punctuated by some reflections on bigotry and unfurling of flags including an Anti-Fascist Action one.
Once again, delightful as it was to finally see this band again, it would be a crying shame if it wasn't followed by at least occasion reunions given the amount they poured into preparing for this one: though I should point out that they will also be playing at the "It's Not a Phase Mum!" Festival at The Tin on Saturday 18th July
So there you have it: a unique evening which it was a privilege to be at (the place was packed with some of the best people too). Passionate commitment to craft and artistic courage. You can't find it at every musical event, but it crops up frequently at The Tin. I hope you get to experience all four acts though probably not again in one place & some may require more of a wait. Massive credit to Ian Whitehead: the amount of kit and swapping things around all the magnificence just described required was the most any of these gigs has needed: and that's before thinking about the very idiosyncratic sound needs of each band.
On a more sombre note, it's worth remembering why all these great gigs are happening & why so many artists and audience members are supporting them. The economics of running independent venues, not least ones which are charities & do so much community work, are fragile. No single income stream is enough by itself to sustain The Tin and so the day before this event, they put out a plea for individual support.
Accordingly may I please draw your attention to this link:
https://www.zeffy.com/en-GB/donation-form/donate-to-support-the-tin-music-and-arts
Our next fundraiser of The Tin is on July 3rd and features Danny Ansell, Rosetta Fire, Las Vedas and dogmarket
Advance tickets are available via this link:
https://events.humanitix.com/hot-music-live-danny-ansell-rosetta-fire-las-vedas-dogmarket