Soul Glo review – Philly hardcore band’s UK debut is a sweaty success

From a couple of ft again, the mosh pit appears energetic sufficient – however apparently not from the stage of the tiny Windmill. “Get the fuck up right here and show your self, goddamit,” insists Soul Glo frontman Pierce Jordan. The Philadelphia hardcore quartet, making their UK debut within the wake of their stellar debut Diaspora Issues, evidently wish to make a mark. And that they do – definitely in warmth. Inside two songs, the air is heavy with moisture, and drummer TJ Stevenson has stripped to the waist. “Do you suppose I’m sweating?” he asks the group.

“These are tears,” counters Jordan. “We’re crying from each pore of our our bodies.”

Diaspora Issues is a exceptional report for a number of causes – for giving voice to Black anger in an overwhelmingly white style, but additionally for stepping outdoors the restrictions of hardcore punk with out ever sacrificing its proper to be hardcore.

Stay, inevitably, the subtleties are flattened. There aren't any visitor raps, Jordan’s phrases are largely indecipherable, and the entire set – which is simply a fraction over half an hour – passes in a blur of reckless power. The one concessions to the report’s variety are triggered samples of digital noise and fragments of speech between songs.

Soul Glo perform live at the Windmill, Brixton.
Soul Glo carry out stay on the Windmill, Brixton. Photograph: Martin Godwin/The Guardian

Nonetheless, the present thrills. Jordan and guitarist Gianmarco “GG” Guerra are fascinating presences. Jordan is an element haranguer, half orator, half participant. He stands on prime of screens, a stagediver’s ft in his face, not flinching; he sits on the lip of the stage, daring the moshers to disrespect his house. And his phrases are ferocious – Soul Glo don’t go in for easy chants; they're a prolix band by anybody’s requirements.

The entire thing is completely compelling – the band are masters of dynamics, and even throughout the constraints of a two-minute tune, they'll cycle via totally different sections and textures and paces, all anchored by foundation-shuddering riffs and Stevenson’s vastly ingenious drumming. By the point they end with a brutal Gold Chain Punk (whogonbeatmyass?), Soul Glo have carried out greater than sufficient to counsel they deserve their acclaim.

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