Goat Girl @ Sneaky Pete's, Edinburgh, 10 Apr

Goat Girl play a dark and gloomy set that fully captures the moodiness of their self-titled debut

Live Review by Nadia Younes | 13 Apr 2018
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There’s a bizarre scattering of creepy papier-mâché props – presumably meant to resemble goats but actually appearing more like demonic goblins – dotted across the stage at Sneaky Pete’s tonight; that’s because South London four-piece Goat Girl are in town. Clottie Cream, Rosy Bones, L.E.D. and Naima Jelly cram on to the small stage, accompanied by a violinist and percussionist. Ridiculous names aside though, Goat Girl are anything but a cliché.

Opening with Burn the Stake, the four-piece instantly instil the gloom of their recently released self-titled debut album, documenting the ups and downs of being young in modern day London, with their scuzzy, psychobilly-tinged garage rock. Lead singer and guitarist Clottie Cream’s vocals pulsate and drone and she completely commands the band’s set. On Throw Me a Bone they reach new depths of darkness through a slow, throbbing bassline and chugging drums as Cream sings, 'Take me home / Then you’ll end up alone' in her distinct, alluring drawl.

The screeching violin on Creep adds an extra eerie tone to their already very sinister sound, while you could be forgiven for thinking the bassline in the intro for Cracker Drool sounds suspiciously familiar to a certain 00s indie hit (it’s The Coral’s Dreaming of You, FYI). However, as the track builds, it’s anything but the sunny indie-pop number its intro recalls; increasing in pace as it leads up to a pounding chorus before slowing to a close.

Finishing on Country Sleaze, Cream makes her only noticeable mishap of the evening, messing up the lyrics on the second verse, but she styles it out in her own way. With the majority of the band’s songs never exceeding three minutes, Goat Girl’s set feels short but the message is clear: being young today is shit, so let’s just admit it.