Antiquarian book dealer, illustrator, singer, taxidermist.
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A Place To Bury Strangers
The Harley
Sheffield
19/05/10 |
It’s dark, cramped and sweaty as APTBS take to the stage – the stagnant, almost suffocating air hangs endlessly like a misty fog above a river. They not so much as start their set as ignite it, and they start as they mean to go on. When listening to APTBS their influences certainly speak volumes through their work – however, fortunately volume is something they are quite apt at dealing with and subsequently more often than not this results in paying homage to their influences rather than becoming a crass pastiche. Tonight, APTBS are almost vengeful with their force, playing through you instead of to you. The last song is a never ending cacophonic onslaught that feels like the auditory equivalent of being thrown out of a plane and plummeting to your own death. You begin with a sense of dread and perpetual horror and fear as the unknown grips you – that is until you fall for long enough you accept your own certain fate and begin to relish in the liberating and cathartic qualities of the free-fall, then before you know it, it’s all over.
By Daniel Dylan Wray
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