Thee Oh Sees
The Brundenell Social Club
Their last rabble-rousing performance gained them almost cult status in Leeds, so it was with baited breath and digits crossed that we waited for their return.
Fast forward to present day and the crowd are on fine form, whooping and pogoing with enthusiasm rarely witnessed since the indie heydays of the 90’s.
Ducking through the flailing limbs as the crowd yelp along to ‘Meat Step Lively’, I catch sight of singer John Dwyer casually flipping his guitar over his shoulders to tweak his amp, confident that the band have got his back. Thee Oh Sees have a raw, restless energy that gives the most mild mannered of chaps the urge to ride on each others shoulders and stick a two-fingered salute to the establishment. This most prolific of bands have removed themselves from the introspective drone of surf rock, past the realms of punk into pure unadulterated rock and roll. Exchanging verses back and forth with Brigid Dawson as she hammers her tambourine, they allow themselves to be consumed. John laughing and pointing his guitar at the crowd in a Johnny Cash salute they disappear amid the distorted smash of ‘I Was Denied’. Merrily twirling my arms along to the giddy psych-stomp of ‘Warm Slime’, I’m just glad bands like Thee Oh Sees are still around.
By Kate Parkin
Originally published in issue 29 (vol 3) of Loud And Quiet. June 2011.