After the roaring success of the FCK YES-captained premiere night, the 2017 King Tuts New Year’s Revolution was off to the races.
It was now time for round 2, with another showcase of grassroots talents on hand, primarily of the electronic variety. As the already hefty crowd migrated upstairs, all was set to go.
Starting us off, we had someone who only burst onto the scene very recently but is already making big waves – Kvasir – and wow, were we left speechless.
The masked marvel lived up to and exceeded the hype behind him, with every single one of his electrifying tracks, including Motion, Exchange and an untitled new one, dripping with stirring ambiences and booming bass, whilst being accompanied by his own dazzling, perfectly synchronised light show.
Everyone was hooked, and we were very much enthralled. In the 6+ years of attending local gigs, this was one of the best opening sets we had ever seen, period.
We defy anyone there in person to deny the potential that this guy holds. We expect big things from him, with perhaps a sellout headliner at this very venue sooner than later.
Ultras followed. We were going in blind here as we had never seen or heard the band prior to the night, and while it was a little glaring how out of place they were compared to the rest of the line-up, we found ourselves liking them.
After Kvasir, it admittedly took a while for us to get back into the buzz, but within a couple of songs, they had us. Frontman Gavin got the job done nicely, despite having a Bathgate accent which was established to be apparently a bad thing, not to mention they gave us solid riffs, sweet bass lines, catchy drum beats, and just in general plenty of personality.
While Gavin botched his sales pitch, we will certainly look into purchasing their album once it hits the shelves.
Now for the first of the co-headliners for the evening – Stillhound – who we were pretty excited to see since becoming fans of them a few months back.
Immersed in thick smoke and blinding strobes, they delivered a set jammed with stimulating numbers, including some favourites off their Bury Everything album such as Spring Conscious, Shy and Time Enough For Love, as well as some older material, that had the crowd undoubtedly captivated; in particularly those at the front who were dancing to their drunken heart’s content. In fact, there was even a elder couple strutting their stuff.
The instrumentation was all on point, the dual harmonies were excellent, they had a huge presence that diffused off the stage, it was a blast.
And then we had part 2 of the main event – Wuh Oh. Since discovering this act, we were unsure what to make of him. Something different, yet intriguing, and we were curious as to how it would translate to a live situation.
Not knowing what to expect, out walks a bearded figure in a gown – Peter Ferguson, specifically – and what we got was pretty interesting. He got really into it, as if he was in his own little world, and the people in attendance, while static at first, were quickly persuaded – as were we, for that matter – and got the dancing going again, albeit at a slower pace.
Everybody was sucked into the eccentric yet cool likes of Stay Tuned, Wolverines and upcoming single Hairstyle, with the occasional burst of deep bass emitting and shaking at our feet.
The best way to describe the affair was that Peter had more or less transformed the venue into his own personal house party, and we were his guests.
Wrapping up with a reprisal encore of Saxy Beast, it was a mesmirising experience to say the least, one that was a lot better than we could have imagined, and we hope to do it again some time soon.