When a Libertine joins your band, its natural that there’d
be a little bit of excitement around it. So when Carl Barat announced he was
joining relatively unkown Eyes on Film, naturally the Proud Galleries in Camden
filled up. The converted stables always seem crowded as its one narrow corridor
bustles with the borderline famous, usual Camden faces and the trendy
night-trippers, so many don’t bother going through to the equally crowded main
room for support The Tricks.
The band are your standard indie four-piece with a nice
sheen. Sadly, even without many paying attention, they’re hardly going to light
up the charts nor do they really light up the room. It’s entertaining but
barely something special.
The room is far fuller in time for Eyes on Film. It starts
loudly as the band sound like a mix between the likes of Art Brut and the more
melodic end of Kasabian as frontman Dan Mills erratically moves about the
relatively stage like a man possessed. Barat himself has a few guitar
difficulties in that his trademark beaten up Fender won’t make a sound but once
he gets into the feel of things he’s almost robotic to watch. After the show he
indicates that he’ll stay with the band “as long as they’ll have him” and seems
content with the Londoners.
All in all, there should be right things on the horizon for Eyes
on Film, they may not be the best new band, but they’ve definitely got the
material to let the hype that Barat’s bought with them continue in the coming
months.
Braden Fletcher
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