The Computers: Manchester Roadhouse – live review
There are some moments that are so quintessentially rock n roll that they achieve some kid of perfection.
The site of a sharp suited band cranking up the electricity in the bowels of a venue on a mid week January night like their lives depended on it is, maybe a dying art, but it is still so compulsive when it is in the hands of a band as brilliant at it as Exeter’s Computers.
The band have been around for a few years now but youth is still on their side, they still surf on the adrenalin of the power of rock n roll and come armed with a brilliant frontman who does all the monitor standing, James Brown style dropping to his knees, speaking in tongues, wild eyed, amphetamined sorties into the crowd and screaming preacher thing so thrillingly that it cranks his band up and away from the million others who mine this righteous seam.
Many bands have come here and many have failed but the Computers KNOW that once you got the tunes and the references right you also need the adrenalin to make it work and this they crank to amax.
The band are as tight as their suits and have subtly twisted their sound adding a Jim Jones Review dollop of soul and fifties rock n roll to their muse aided by the addition of keyboards which takes the band to a 5 piece. This has only made them better than ever and tonight’s short, sharp shock was a brilliant reminder of just how exciting this kind of stuff can be when it’s in the right hands.
They end with a shit kicking version of the Clash’s Train In Vain and turn Mick Jones‘ lovelorn paean to the beautiful former Slits guitarist and his then girlfriend Viv Albertine into a rabble rousing finale to a great set that proved that young Brirish bands still know how to rock with the roll.