Sound of Music

Arriving at the Brudenell Social Club is like walking into an indie kids Byker Grove. With more people outside than inside between acts, a gig here always feels like a ‘proper’ event; there’s always bustle, the floor is packed and the atmosphere is usually brilliant. Taking to the stage, FEHM  look electric - the frontman/guitarist and bassist are the focal points, peroxide blonde magnets leading the way. Joined by the drummer, their music shifts and shapes with every song – it’s dark, it’s gothic, it’s post punk, it’s brooding, it’s epic, it’s urgent, it’s bloody marvellous. The bass lines are a thundering powerhouse, the heartbeat of every song, as they twist and turn through the set. The frontman owns the stage, and possibly the night, simultaneously sparking guitar riffs whilst howling through the songs. It’s a rare gem of a set and for me, a show-stealing performance of the night. Proudly clutching their C90 tape on the way out, they deserve to be huge. The E...