SEETHER

Kerrang! (UK) - - Lives -

NO FRILLS, NO BULLSHIT AND NO LET-UP AS SOUTH AFRICA’S HEAV­I­EST STOMP THROUGH SCOT­LAND

■ “WAIT, SEETHER are still a thing?!” splut­ters one black-shirted by­passer as he stum­bles past the name in lights this evening. He’s al­most got a point. De­scended from the main­stream glare since their mid-’00s hey­day, the Pre­to­ria mob might have sunk – like so many peers – into ob­scu­rity.the O2 ABC’S swarm­ing, 1,350-ca­pac­ity up­per room, how­ever, as­sures us oth­er­wise. Seven al­bums in (with this year’s Poi­son The Par­ish con­tin­u­ing a gritty up­ward curve), they’ve em­bed­ded them­selves, un­der the radar, as a cult con­cern with an im­pact­ful live pres­ence. Ris­ing red­necks Sons Of Texas be­gin pro­ceed­ing with 12-gauge un­sub­tlety; their Shine­down-meets-black La­bel So­ci­ety shtick con­nect­ing like a right-hook. Lon­don­ers LTNT, by com­par­i­son, pounce from left field.the grungy aes­thetic elic­its Nir­vana com­par­isons, but with front­man Ben Clarke’s Cor­nell-es­que vo­cal py­rotech­nics and more filthy fuzz than a sewage spill at a knit­ting club, they far ex­ceed any half-baked ex­pec­ta­tions.the head­lin­ers leave the crowd un­sure quite what to ex­pect.there’s no back­drop.there’s barely any ban­ter. In­stead, we get a quarry’s worth of slab-cut riffage topped with Shaun Mor­gan’s bare-nerve vo­cals. Truth’s stir­ring guitars sub­side into an avalanche pay­off, while aptly-ti­tled banger Coun­try Song puts the ‘barn’ into ‘barn­storm­ing’. Mean­while, 15 years on, Bro­ken still sets lighters aloft and goose­bumps tin­gling on edge. It’s point-blank, irony-free, route-one rock. Still, with a fol­low­ing this diehard, who wants more than that? SAM LAW

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