Live Review
The Horn The Hunt
The Drop
Stoke Newington

Leeds duo The Horn & The Hunt are impressively uncool to look at, like Les Savy Fav or Fucked Up, and not just because towering bassist/laptopper Joseph has more hair on his chin than his head. Singer/synth player Clare has Sister Bliss’ haircut, neither members are wearing shoes or socks and it really is hard to look truly hip when dancing to a drum machine. That said, the twosome have pulled an impressive crowd considering the day’s relentless snowfall and The Drop’s isolated location. And when they’re sounding like Kate Bush sings Fleetwood Mac (which to begin with they are) it’s hardly surprising, Clare wailing in black as if at a Stevie Nicks wake.

From hereon in it’s a bumpy ride of highs and lows that peaks with moments of PJ Harvey (when Joseph rests the bass guitar and sets his synth to whiplash mode) and troughs with the band’s more wacky, disco numbers, one of which has Joseph deeply saying “Yeah” every now and then as if guesting on a cheesy Isaac Hayes track. If they can harbour and hone their brooding, shamanic side though, how The Horn & The Hunt look could be even more irrelevant than it already is.

By Stuart Stubbs

Originally published in issue 24 (vol 3) of Loud And Quiet. December 2010