ONE OF A KIND
It's always been hard to equate the scale of the Pixies' sonic drama with the terminally unprepossessing appearance of its authors. Here it's even more difficult as Black lurches around in the kind of jacket and jeans ensemble sported TV by dapper TV supa-Scot Rab C Nesbit. This is all content and no style - visually at least.
Black obviously isn't going to rival Billy Bragg for ''eart-warming, 'ave-a-go cheery yarn-spinning'. Either
nerves or alcohol turn every attempt at chat into a limping string of words. "We got a guy...Theremin...song," he
slurs, lauching into 'The Happening'. Occasionally coherency looks in. 'Do The Manta Ray' is "another UFO
song", the boogie sequence at the end of 'River Euphrates' "a fake Jesus And Mary Chain song". Black's surf and
Neil Young fascinations had been taken in when The Beach Boys' 'I Know There's An Answer' and Youngy's
'F***in' Up' played on the PA before his entrance. With 'Levitate Me' Black enters the spirit of the latter.
Cocking it up, he brings the song to a premature end: "F**k that song." Needless to say, current single 'Dig For Fire' isn't played but a VFM set is till rammed through. All the albums are ransacked gleefully, the audience homing in on 'Pilgrim' selections. With 'Nimrod's Son' everyone brands themselves 'the son of a mother f**ker' and supplies the 'one, two, three, four' chant.
It's safe to say Blackie outplayed Blackfoot. Tonight the Pixie stood alone and come to the end of year reckoning, this show'll be near enough out on its own too. Solo, so high.
Last Updated 07-04-97