Kikagaku Moyo

Kikagaku Moyo


With none of the delicate noodling that preceded their last London show at The Lexington, Kikagaku Moyo launched straight into an upbeat set under the railway arches that define the small venue ay London Fields Brewery.

The near capacity audience was an interesting mix of young folks and old, who danced happily with the established fanbase smilingly knowingly while the the necomers grinned in amazement as the two lead guitars and the electric sitar soared up into the psychedelic stratosphere, atop the solid bass and drums.


We were treated to a selection of songs from House In The Tall Grass, which sat comfortably alongside old favourites from previous albums, with several the songs building steadily until they erupted into full blown freak-outs that had us shouting our appreciation as they came to an end.


The only downside for me was the number of people who were out to socialise and found the seemingly irrepressible need to shout their banal conversations over the music. It’s an age-old problem but I do wish they’d naff off outside where they could hear the music and talk to each other without the need to holler.

The merch stall did an excellent trade with CD and vinyl copies of the new album flying off the shelf, as well as posters and t-shirts. In fact I bought a t-shirt, promptly gave/threw it away, then naturally had to go and buy a replacement as I loved the design.

Still, that aside Kikagaku Moyo were amazing and I had a great (and somewhat chaotic) night amongst friends new and old that completely eclipsed any minor annoyances.



I first encountered Tau’s folky drone on the superb first Fuzz Club compilation, and was therefore excited to see them on the bill supporting one of my favourite bands. In the flesh their sound was considerably less polished but no less exciting for that, with sparse pre-recorded rhythms overlayed by distorted semi-acoustic guitar and an interesting mix-and-match kit of of percussive instruments. The vocals, shared between the drummer and the guitarists, tended toward chants and utterances, and the songs combined all of these elements into entrancing, irresistible dances that made for an excellent warm-up for what was to follow.

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