Tonight, Justice are pretty much flawless. It’s a show of superlative power, pomp and circuit-blowing energy, with bass booming and unrelenting force layed in front the fiercely epileptic light show and the selector anticipation of any live set. You feel the force ruffle your jeans and watch the rumble peel the plaster of the Brixton Academy parapets. Kids flock to the cross in a frenzy, blindly fumbling into the white light, stumbling, dazed and confused to safer, higher ground after the ferocity of ‘DVNO’ and ‘Civilisation’ have taken their brutal, sweaty hold.
At the height of the frenzied, leather-clad anthemia, it’s Queen doing Daft Punk; the Bloody Beetroots dragged kicking and screaming through ‘November Rain’; the Spinal Tap dynamics jacked up to 11. A stylised performance with grandiose moments of theatre that have been lovingly, painstakingly designed and choreographed to perfectly play out in Justice’s electro-rock opera. As a live show, it’s got the same production value of anything over in the West End, but here it’s the mainstream confirmation Justice don’t just play anymore, they exist to entertain. And they absolutely nail it.
By Reef Younis
Originally published in issue 35 (vol 3) of Loud And Quiet. March 2012