Apples in Stereo, Chow Chow @ Bush Hall, Sheperds Bush, London
25th May 2007
I’m on a mission to get to as many different gig venues during my time working in the capital and i can tick another off my list after tonight. Bush hall is out past Sheperds Bush and is a very quaint setting for live music. Steeped in history this refurbished venue is large enough to attract a decent size crowd but intimate enough so that the view is good and what with it going no-smoking pre the July 1st ban, I give this posh little hall a big thumbs up.
I was shocked at the sheer crapness of the support acts name, Chow Chow. Sounds more like a name you would give your pet ferret than a band. I caught their opening track from the small bar area out the back, but to be honest it sounded very razorlight-esque aka crap! After the strange approval of Mr Flowers and The Docktor I ventured inside to find a semi-chav (tongue-in-cheek, maybe?) band larking around with vocoders, keyboard loops and psychedelic thrash guitars. Somehow despite early indicators they were actually pretty good, need to work on songwriting but musically they were great. Mmnnn…those words tasted good!
So to the Apples in Stereo who are riding high on the praise for their latest album New Magnetic Wonder. Out stepped an extremely comical guy dressed in what can only be described as a spacesuit designed by a 6 year old with collars you could go hang-gliding on, silver goggles and all. He was soon joined by the remainder of the band who were somewhat less comically dressed, although the singers voice hasn’t broken yet and second keyboardist looked like a ‘TISWAS’ era Chris Tarrant.
The Apples In Stereo
The pop was out in force and the unrelenting happiness spread joy over all present, The high pitched lead vocals were spot on as were the guitarists rhythm playing. Standout tracks were the pop-perfect “Energy”, “Skyway” and the ever so short but corny vocoder abuse of “Janie Don’t You Worry”.
Man walks into a bar, barman says to the man, “Why do you have steering wheel down your pants?” man replies “I dunno, but its driving me nuts” was a semi-amusing interlude from the lead singer Rob Schneider who really shouldn’t ever tell jokes for a living. It was this kind of self ridiculing humor which makes this band even more likable and fun to watch. This was an all out happiness assault which instead of attacking you full in the face, gently tickles your nose, gives you a hug and skips of singing zip-e-de-doo-da. A master class in pop was played here and it was great.