CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
WHAT'S IN A NAME? WELL, YOU MIGHT EXPECT A BAND CALLED THE WILD BEASTS TO EITHER BE A SWEATY MASS OF SPANDEX AND MATTED HAIR ROCKING AWAY IN DRY ICE WHILE SUPED UP ON UNFASHIONABLE DRUGS. OR THEY COULD BE SOMETHING TO DO WITH BILL AND TED. BUT THESE PARTICULAR WILD BEASTS ARE NOT WHAT YOU EXPECT AT ALL. AND AMEN FOR THAT. THEY ARE REFINED CREATURES FROM CUMBRIA WITH A VERY UNIQUE SOUND THAT HAS SEEN THEM SIGNED TO DOMINO, BARNSTORM GLASTONBURY AND LATITUDE AND UNFAIRLY (WE RECKON) MISS OUT ON A MERCURY NOMINATION. HERE THEY PLAY A MINIMALIST VERSION OF 'DEVIL'S CRAYON' AND IT REALLY IS EXCEPTIONAL. OH YEAH, DID WE MENTION THE FALSETTO VOICE?