Do Make Say Think The Scala, London 22/10/09
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By: Liam Manley
Something terrible happened; something that shouldn’t ever happen. Something that, were there any justice, would be punishable by flogging.
I’m afraid to admit, but partway through the set, I began thinking about going home. It was a horrible, guilty feeling. I’d found several ways to rationalise it: I had been working all day; I’d travelled almost three hours to get here; I’d not eaten. All of which amounts to so much bourgeois ball-aching, I’m sure. I was sufficiently disgusted with myself.
Something glorious happened; ‘A Universe’ exploded my stupid skull. All at once everything bad about the day was washed away in a tidal wave: sh*t jobs, worse food, the current predilection for car-boot jingoism – all obliterated in a moment of pure, cathartic bliss. In that moment anything’s possible, hope is infinite and we can emerge victorious from the rubble of our lives.
It sounds like the blurb to a Tom Hanks film, but it’s the world Do Make Say Think’s music inhabits. It’s melancholy, occasionally ponderous, but ultimately hopeful and a world away from empty boasts. That moment, those feelings and all the others experienced on that night can only solidify the suggestion that Do Make Say Think are truly unique.
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