BYOP’s eponymous debut album was a bit of a revelation for me – I really wasn’t expecting it to be any good, but I was pleasantly surprised. Seeing them live isn’t quite a revelation though – these gigs were never going to be about technical proficiency. That’s not the point. It’s all about bratty teenage punk riotous energy (with some built in awkwardness). And the kids in the crowd, most of whom are probably about the same age as the band, are loving it. I don’t go to that many gigs these days where the moshpit takes up half the venue. It makes me feel old, standing on the edge of the tumbling teenagers zone (and remembering the last time I dived into the moshpit – in this same venue while the Jon Spencer Blues Explosion were playing, oooh, years ago). But that’s OK. To them, I’m probably ancient.
The short songs are played fast, with hardly a breath in between. And suddenly they’re at the end. My highlights are also my album highlights – OUCH and Fill My Pill. And Damn Damn Leash of course. They sound great. And they do the shortest encore I’ve even seen. It may have been the less-than-one-minute Let’s Get Sandy, but it’s sometimes difficult to tell the songs apart.
Outside the venue the streets of Bloomsbury are thick with inebriated, still-excited young people, revelling in the joy of the post-gig buzz. I chuckle and go home.
Download: Be Your Own Pet - OUCH
Download: Be Your Own Pet - Damn Damn Leash
The Rogers Sisters provided fine support. More on them later.