Leeds’s premier independent venue, Brudenell Social Club, hosted three variations of blistering riffs and frenetic drumming as CHAMBERS and Knuckle supported The Hyena Kill. The venue’s Games Room was well populated for an evening of deafening rock.
First up was CHAMBERS, a Leeds based two piece, who hammered out a short but explosive set. Singer and guitarist Aeris Houlihan served up thundering drudge riffs and a vocal style that was reminiscent of Brian Malko, but much heavier, while Ellie Churchill knocked out some tight, rapid, drum patterns and fills. Their music flits between nineties style goth bands like AFI and driving riff laiden echoes of Royal Blood. The most impressive component of their set was Ellie’s energetic display. She consummately and furiously thrashed away to the point where she was visibly trying to catch her breathe between tracks.
Then came the turn of Huddersfield three piece, Knuckle. Formally a two piece, they used this set to showcase their new dynamic, with the addition of bassist Rob Crisp and plenty of new material. The new bass notes added extra force to their fuzzy blues inspired licks. Rob also combined with singer Jonny Firth for some harmonies which added more depth to their already plentiful tracks. As a two piece Knuckle made so much noise, and had so many layers, that it was difficult to believe it was just two people, the inclusion of an extra member only amplifies this. This increased power in the back line gives Firth more freedom to focus on letting his cheeky on stage persona out, this was displayed perfectly in new tracks “My Girlfriend Is A Werewolf” and “Baby I’m A Dickhead”. For the second time that night this was another sensational drumming performance as Ben Wallbanks portrayed his lighting quick fills, intricacy and sheer energy.
Finally it was time for The Hyena Kill and a set which whilst comprising of plenty of tracks seemed very short in duration, but maybe that was due to the blistering nature of their work. They posses a raw power which seems untameable, they are definitely making no attempt to tame it. If you weren’t familiar with their work you could be forgiven for thinking this was an alternative interpretation of freeform jazz, just two people doing what pleases them as it comes to mind. The lyrics are screeched and incomprehensible, but it certainly grabs you and you are more than happy to go along with whatever these very capable hands throw at you. Their riffs and beats thunder through the room pinning you back and forcing you to take note of the artistry on display. It is certainly not noise for the sake of it, their compositions display plenty of creativity and flair. Looking around the room you saw a sea of smiling faces, this could of course be a side effect of the g-force coming out of the speakers, but I’m fairly confident it was a voluntary display of satisfaction.