Skindred, Idiom, Sanguine and Spitting Blood, Exeter Phoenix, 18th May ‘08
By David Knox
Sanguine
On first look at Exeter based Sanguine, you want to think Evanessence, then vocalist Tarin Kerrey, screams in a way that belies her gender, whilst also sucking you in by sweetly injecting some melody. I found myself a mixture of terrified and delighted by Sanguine, by the sheer power and sonic assault of the band and Tarin’s primeval howl that puts many male hardcore vocalists to shame. Their stage presence enhanced at one point by dancers heralded by the end of the world siren, their live show is an intense experience, It’s easy to see great things ahead for Sanguine – they will destroy everyone!
Spitting blood
Spitting Blood define their influences in the context of ‘all the above regurgitated and spat back into a cement mixer’ and so I’m expecting to see the band butchering pigs on stage in Kiss make up. Thankfully London based spitting blood have neither pigs nor makeup, but their set is fierce, intense, shouty and full of machine gun drum fills.
Idiom
Skindred
Exeter loves Skindred and Skindred love Exeter it seems that every time I’ve seen them here in the past few years, there is always a great buzz and a huge atmosphere. The energy was up at full tilt tonight and with such a wide range of influences encompassing dub, metal, ragga and dancehall, Skindred’s unique sound is always a treat. I love the track ‘Pressure’ from their recordings the best, but with so much to choose from tonight, I come away with new horizons. They are easily one of the best live bands around just now, but still manage to make you feel that you’re watching one of the UK’s best-kept secrets. Singer Benji is the entertainer’s entertainer, engaging the crowd with almost open arms, whilst spitting rapid-fire lyrics and his rancehall ragga delivery injects sunshine into an otherwise complex and intense brew. The Phoenix doesn’t often rock as hard as this!
Overall a top night, a capacity crowd of up for it metallers which threatened to break the very seams of the Phoenix, and at one point looked like it would when the fire alarm tried to draw a halt to the proceedings. However, the sheer momentum of the evening won out, packing some of the biggest riffs and sending a crowd of sweaty, smiley people in black out into the mild spring night.
Tags: Idiom, Sanguine, skindred, Spitting blood
