The fever 333

ISLINGTON ACADEMY, LONDON

The Fever 333 transport you into a world of their own making, where prejudice doesn’t exist and togetherness rules. You’re handed a hymn sheet upon entry, filled with the band’s lyrics, and a pin badge is attached to your chest. The venue is buzzing with anticipation, staring at the white sheet across the stage, before ringleader Jason Aalon Butler enters in Guantanamo-esque outfit amidst footage of protests and fascist demonstrations, before launching full force into new song Burn It with a legion of comrades onstage. This descends into Jason climbing all over the venue like a parkour ninja with a death wish, but only briefly, keeping himself grounded in the latter half to and sing the (mainly unheard) songs with the full emotion and gusto they deserve. Between songs Jason gives speeches about kinship and community, which form the absolute core of The Fever 333. There is a message in these songs, these performances, within this church of kindness and punk rock (with a dash of hip hop). This just the beginning.

LUKE MORTON