Lethal Bizzle, Bashy, Blah Blah Blah
Paul Cook 14/04/2008
Never before have I had to leave a gig early because of the sheer poor quality of the acts on the stage. Blah Blah Blah, the sardonic indie pop trio from London were the first support act of the night, and despite the drummer and bassist possessing an ounce of talent, the front-man had a guitar slung around his neck, which occasionally had a basic chord strummed on it and a barely understandable mockney accent applied to some of the worst written lyrics I've heard in my time writing for God is in the TV.
Everything about the show was a blurred confusion. Are Blah Blah Blah really a band - or just three young lads parodying (badly at that) the saturation of indie pop into the charts of late? Furthermore why were they, a muddle of pop-indie noise, supporting UK grime rapper Lethal Bizzle alongside another grime act Bashy? The genres just don't fit with one another in an evening, especially when the former is so poor that they're authenticity as a serious act is questionable.
Blah Blah Blah finished they're half an hour on stage which left me feeling quite ashamed to be attending at all. I stuck around a little longer to see if things would get better when Bashy arrived on stage. When he did my hopes were shattered in a collision of poor DJ-ing and talent-less chants of “Yeah, yeah, yeah, let me hear you make some noise” alongside a medley of Dizzee Rascal tracks and Queen's 'We Will Rock You.' It was at this point, despite not seeing the headlining Lethal Bizzle that I left thoroughly disappointed. The most disappointing part wasn't even that Bashy was a talentless, unoriginal rapper with no grasp of what live music should entail, it was that Blah Blah Blah are returning to Norwich supporting Little Man Tate later in the year. I would liken the prospects of that gig to torture.