Super Furry Animals
16 October 1999
And when it comes to the SFA song
words, well, what can we say. The BBC recently ran a poll to find the Nation's
favourite song lyric to coincide with National Poetry Day and 'Imagine' came out
tops. Huh!, the Super Furries' lyrics widdle all over Lennon’s hippy-dippy
ramblings. Which other band could sing about the sorry state of their drummer's
naff attire?, 'the blim holes in my shell suit joined into an absolute and fell
apart one day....' (Mario Man, Fuzzy Logic). Or an inspired insight into the
future appearance of the human race, 'and by the year 4 million, our skins will
be vermillion' (Demons, Radiator)
As usual, their encore was 'The Man Don't Give a F***' from their selected
B-sides and rarities album, 'Out Spaced'. This is the sweariest song ever to
reach the charts - 52 f***s in all. The song builds from a gentle refrain to a
full-on, mosh pit madness anthem which the mainly teeny crowd at the Barras
embraced with make-the-bouncers-work-for-their-dosh enthusiasm. They left the
stage to be replaced with the now famous SFA aliens saluting the tip top techno
resounding loud and proud.
Some elements of the music press have called the SFA 'terminal under-achievers'.
Terminal under-achievers? - clean your ears out and get yersel' an imagination.
If you're flush - give yer heid a treat, jump on a southbound bus and catch the
best band in the country before this tour finishes. You know it makes (non)sense.
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There were no tellies hanging from the ceiling showing freaked-out fractal shows
this time round, instead, they appear to have a ting about shades of purple in
their light show. The lovely strobey lights dancing all over the shop were a
marked contrast to the 'can't be arsed' hingin' aboot of the Super Furries on
stage - they all looked as if they’d just got off the tour bus after a mad yin
the night before - and they probably had.
The set was an eclectic mix (could it be anything else?) of choons new and old.
They sung about Valentine Strasser's coup in Sierra Leone and good ole' Che el
hombre and his asthma on the second elpee 'Radiator', but kept the 'Guerrilla'
title for the fourth album, and what a melodic belter it is. 'Some Things Come
From Nothing' is the outstanding live track from the latest release (although
their big dramatic pause in 'Fire in My Heart' was a bit special too). Och,
goddamit all their choons are just sublime.
