Imagine Fall Out Boy having a proper scrap with Nothing But Thieves (and winning after several rounds) and you’ve got the sound/feel of Enter Red. Kyle Ashwood led the mayhem and took us further and further into the red, to the extent that we definitely needed a rest and some refuelling before the final act of the night. If you listened to Enter Red while driving on a motorway, you’d undoubtedly end up getting done for speeding. Tracks like De Novo, Pin Drops and Blossom Trees combined moments of delicacy with surges of power. Nothing had changed in the intervening time in how engaging they were, but they’ve certainly written some powerful songs and developed headliner attitude.įrom the opening track, Pull Me Under, we were submerged and immersed. It all felt like a front for copious eating and drinking, until a quartet of upstarts hit the stage, played their own songs and significantly distracted people from their porky baps and real ale. The rest of the bill was dominated by bloke bands doing covers.
I first saw the second support band, Enter Red several years ago when they were four sixth-form lads, playing a local outdoor summer one-dayer on a stage made by opening up one side of a lorry trailer.
Lead singer Tom rocked a bright orange boiler suit, more ‘hi-vis roadmender’ than ‘Guantanamo inmate’, and the rhythm section pulsated perfectly through the performance space, just as it would through a really good set of headphones. One minute you’d hear a Bloc Party-ish drum line and the next, you’d hear a proper, traditional ’70s/’80s rock guitar solo. Kudos’ music was pleasantly mercurial in terms of how you couldn’t quite pin it down. We had Radiohead vibes, shoegaze swirl and elements of Shame’s post-punk spikiness. Local four-piece, Kudos, have only just released their debut single, Far Away, but they impressed with their moody soup of genres.
Anyone that was here solely for the headliners came away with considerably more than they bargained for. The support was well supported, in terms of generous attendance, attention and enthusiasm. Anyone in need of a shake-up, via serious sonic refreshment, was definitely in the right place in the presence of these three bands on Saturday night. The combined admirers of Airways, Enter Red and Kudos were on average the tallest crowd I have encountered in a long time, as well as the bounciest, putting several devotees in genuine danger of pinging off the ceiling as well as the walls. There’s only so much energy you can contain within a confined space such as the vaulted cellar room that is Moles in Bath before it all erupts into a joyously giddy mess.
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