The Dead Class @ New Brighton – live review

The Dead Class
New Brighton Fort Perch Rock
Friday 6th July 2012

Did anyone else get the irony? The Dead Class are creating a manic racket onstage at Fort Perch Rock to a handful of extremely enthusiastic locals ”“ quite why this band remain largely unknown is beyond me; Those few locals are stood within Fort Perch Rock, a sandstone fortification that juts out into the River Mersey built in 1829 to keep invaders out of Liverpool, a building that last worked to purpose during World War 2 when the German Reich were intent on levelling the Port of Liverpool and starving the nation into surrender; however fast forward some 60yrs and head over to Germany and Liverpools The Dead Class are huge, appearing regularly at mainstream festivals and shifting albums by the skip full.

The Dead Class deliver full throttle Kennedy’s style punk rock, their entire set consists of octane punched beats, howled and yelped lyrics and stop start sheets of guitar rhythm, all shot through with an injection of humour; on their own website they state “Our hobbies include mugging helpless old ladies, making bombs, bombing stuff, throwing big stones, going to church, slappin’ our bitches, dining in McDonalds, watchin’ the X factor, promoting racism and running very fast with scissors. We also like to laugh at people less fortunate than us, HA HA!! No really, we are just 3 scruffy fuckers who use a lot of satire and sarcasm to attack the every day things in life that piss us off…..and we’ve got guitars!!”

Pulling tracks like ‘Best Fighter In Town’ and ‘Dirty Dick’ from their current ‘Stick’ album, back to the earlier ‘Baby Want You Dead’ there is no let up; this is punk rock – Villy’s distinct delivery will surprise many but isn’t that what punk rock was all about, and if we were after surprises it came as Rob from label mates Elmo & The Styx seized the mic for an amphetamine soaked rap, thousands of words in a matter of minutes – punk rock stream of conciousness!!

The Dead Class mix punk rock with ska, and elements of folk – shake the whole lot up until they achieve a searing grab you by the balls maelstrom of 77′ infused noise, an original and unique slant on a well trodden path, and they deserve to be huge for it; The Dead Class are one of the most exciting live bands to emerge from the Liverpool underground in many years, so maybe we all need to be a bit more Teutonic and welcome them into our hearts.

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Phil Newall is 47, from The Wirral - he earns his living not writing about music nor playing music...though sorely wishes he could. He was fortunate enough to see many of the first generation punk bands when they played the U18's matinee shows at Eric's, Liverpool. As an attendee at Eric's he was exposed to punk rock, dub reggae, art rock, and all manner of weirdness; as a customer at Probe Records he was variously served and scowled at by Pete Wylie and Pete Burns - he has written for Record Collector, Whisperin & Hollerin, and Spiral Scratch and wanted to write a book detailing the Liverpool punk scene; however with 'Head-On' Julian Cope beat him to it...and frankly did a much better job.



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