Findlay - KOKO, London
It’s always important to set up the context. Performing as main support to Nottingham troubadour Jake Bugg and after the highly-rated (even in these very Towers) Tom Odell, Findlay’s swaggering rock’n’roll is the exception rather than the rule of tonight’s musical output.
So what to do to bring an audience onside that is mainly after something more genteel for a Wednesday night outing? Hit them early doors with a rock assault to make them pay attention? Or open with an a cappella effort where the only beats provided are from taps on the microphone? If you’re Findlay, it’s the latter. She may have recently tweeted that “I'm the only one on this tour out of all the artists and crew that has a vagina,” but there’s little doubt that Findlay has balls.
Favouring a two-track burst throughout, interaction is kept to a minimum but we’re too busy magnetised by Findlay’s ferocious performance to care. Prowling the stage while delivering vocals that are by turns powerful, raw and emotive with an always-appealing gravelly edge, it’s a formidable display that captivates. The garage-tinged rock of the likes of ‘Your Sister’ and ‘Fever’ are an all-out attack on the senses that give you little choice but to pay attention, yet even when the pace is slowed for ‘Infinite’ or when rhythms are toyed with during ‘Gin On The Juke Box’, it’s equally entrancing stuff.
It all leaves you with the type of thrill you can only get when you know you’re watching a truly exciting new act, and when Findlay abandons the microphone during the frenetic climax to closer ‘Had To Try It Once’ to batter a cymbal into submission, we knew. Your sister might not be your sister, but Findlay is certainly our new favourite rocker.
GIN ON THE JUKE BOX
HAD TO TRY IT ONCE