Grammatics
A band on the way out, Grammatics are soon to release a farewell E.P. titled KRUPT, which considering the torrential acclaim that poured down on their debut self-titled album, is a puzzling and tragically brief lifespan for a group of people with such bold, creative potential.
On their MySpace Grammatics describe their highly unique brand of melodramatic pop as “stylistically diverse… hopping through most of the genres related to indie rock” and struggling to find a better way to encapsulate their sound using the limited medium of the English language, I am inclined to simply agree.
Tonight the band do not dwell on their career crippling bankruptcy, neither do they take us on a self-indulgent trip down memory lane. No time for nostalgic recollections and gloomy hang ups. Instead they concentrate on providing a lively Start The Bus crowd with a well-polished and passionate performance, Brinley’s falsetto-vocal affectation, adding to the poignancy and poetic tragedy of this doomed yet exceptionally gifted outfit.
But despite the bands looming termination, there is still plenty of jovial post song banter and even a collaborative impromptu performance with a distinguished and much-loved character in the Bristol music scene; Big Jeff, which provokes a rapturous response from the delighted crowd.
Grammatics eclectic sound, a mix of cello driven ferocity and introverted, melancholic lamentation, never fails to mesmerise and entice, in fact one might even go as far as saying songs such as Murderer and previous single D.I.L.E.M.M.A, have a captive quality of the same pertinence as the Aurora Borealis… if one was a particularly sensitive and emotional wreck. R.I.P Grammatics.
Words: Ben Street
http://www.myspace.com/grammatics
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