REVIEW: Fat White Family @ Georgian Theatre, Stockton (4.12.15) | NARC. | Reliably Informed | Music and Creative Arts News for Newcastle and the North East

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The last time that Fat White Family visited Stockton, they tore the Georgian Theatre apart with their blistering punk and onstage debauchery. Clothes were lost, audience members were bothered, and somehow, frontman Lias Saoudi found himself smothered in butter. Just your average concert then. That show must have gone down as one of the best performances to take place at the Georgian, one I unfortunately missed, too. But the London outfit’s much-anticipated second stop (and a sell-out one, at that) in Stockton proved to be just as boisterous and just as legendary, if not more so. This time around, the band were joined by Dale Barclay of the equally raucous Amazing Snakeheads, who sadly split earlier in the year.

The venue is already two-thirds full for curiously-named support act Meatraffle. A works-but-it-shouldn’t blend of brass, post-punk, and creeping basslines give the slowly expanding audience time to prepare for the inevitable onslaught of madness due when the main act take to the stage.

After a brief break, in which the atmosphere in the room becomes electric, almost impatient, the band stalk onstage. Beginning with new song Tinfoil Deathstar, they then launch into the anthemic Auto Neutron. The crowd is a whirlwind of bodies by the second verse, which sets the frenetic and almost frightening tone for the rest of the night.

Latest single Whitest Boy on the Beach, a synth-tinged and terrifyingly-catchy anthem that you can’t help but bob your head to, has the crowd react just as positively as they do to the rest of their back catalogue. The ever-controversial band ask the audience if “anyone is a child molester” before launching into the risqué and perhaps slightly concerning Cream of the Young. A rare power ballad (of sorts) allows the audience to have a break from the mayhem, before the crowd is riled up once again with the inimitable sleaze-fest that is Touch the Leather. Finishing song Bomb Disneyland sees the crowd at its most frantic, almost piling onto the stage at one point.

And just like that, this menace of a band are gone, no doubt to cause mischief backstage. If you can look past the often-worrying lyrical content, and handle a bit of a beating from the crowd, Fat White Family are easily one of the country’s most unique and must-see bands.

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