T on the Fringe: The Subways @ The Liquid Room
For 45 minutes The Subways have been pouncing around the stage with the energy of an Ironman with no contest to attend. <br/>
| 13 Sep 2006
What seems to be an abrupt finale turns out to be a rehearsed break, a respite against sheer fatigue for the Welwyn Garden City trio. For 45 minutes The Subways have been pouncing around the stage with the energy of an Ironman with no contest to attend.
Charlotte, the little red-headed lady with the big bass, seems to have stolen her skirt from a Brownie. Her oscillating haircut is reminiscent of a brush in an automatic carwash and her vocals sounds like she's just pulled a lollipop from her mouth. She is everywhere at once, her careering body pulses, drawing attention away from her quicksilver fingers. It's a shame that the fifty or so teens outside, too young for their tickets it seems, had to miss this. Charlotte's best friend Billy's cherubic form conducts the remaining crowd to Oh Yeah's chorus, his skinny arms unable to wield his possessed guitar as it leads him in frantic leaps across stage.
He leaves an adoring crowd baying for more. But his lighted silhouette duly returns for the expected encore of Rock and Roll Queen, before the boy proper jumps into the crowd and scales the balcony, before ballooning off, back into adoring palms. [Mike Duffy]
Charlotte, the little red-headed lady with the big bass, seems to have stolen her skirt from a Brownie. Her oscillating haircut is reminiscent of a brush in an automatic carwash and her vocals sounds like she's just pulled a lollipop from her mouth. She is everywhere at once, her careering body pulses, drawing attention away from her quicksilver fingers. It's a shame that the fifty or so teens outside, too young for their tickets it seems, had to miss this. Charlotte's best friend Billy's cherubic form conducts the remaining crowd to Oh Yeah's chorus, his skinny arms unable to wield his possessed guitar as it leads him in frantic leaps across stage.
He leaves an adoring crowd baying for more. But his lighted silhouette duly returns for the expected encore of Rock and Roll Queen, before the boy proper jumps into the crowd and scales the balcony, before ballooning off, back into adoring palms. [Mike Duffy]