I went to see Lacto-Ovo
tonight at the Empress; they rocked. They started off without their regular
drummer, but improvised with one guy playing with the "scratch" sounds
on his Yamaha keyboard, a guitarist playing thene-from-Shaft-style wah-wah
licks, and them reciting lyrics from random songs over that. Then they did
their proper songs, which were in a new-wave-meets-Casiotone-indie-meets-surf-rock kind of vein; the rendition of Bingo was inspiring.
Later I
found out that one of the members lives just down the road from me.
That's the cool thing about living in North Fitzroy: you may well be living next door to the people whose albums you have in your collection...
Hmm. You're starting to get a bit scenesterish. Heh.