From: Fatz
Category: Music
Date: 30 November 2003
Loud british art band. They worked. In a hollowed out building they strummed and blasted their anthems. The audience of contemporary bohemians, unwilling to put down their inhibitions, surrounded the room within a room where the music makers had imprisoned themselves in chip board. A bruce lee actioner projected grainily through the window of the play-house. Norwegian Lady were good because they played with noise, passion, and conviction. Although it was not enough to move those cannot who cannot be moved, though some will have been deafened.
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