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THE BEST OF 90 FREE FRIDAYS 2008! WITH LET'S WRESTLE + BRUTE CHORUS + LA SHARK + JOSH WELLER + SEVEN SHADES OF SH*T + SUPERFILTH

7:00PM - 1:00AM

FREE! FREE! FREE! FREE! FREE!

So why would you go anywhere else on a Friday? Well its cause you have 90 Freeeee Fridays in the heart of the East End of London. None of your corporate central London rubbish, none of your trashy trend followers, just your pure tasty great music from the tightest of bands and the most boomtastic DJs you can get and all you say for the pricely sum of FREE! What all this for Free? Thats better than a smack in the Face.

"I always win," states LET'S WRESTLE frontman and genuinely brilliant lyricist, and anyone who's been charmed by the London trio in recent months would find it hard to argue otherwise ~ scrappy, rough-edged, utterly charming and wholly beguiling, Let's Wrestle are three kids making the absolute most of a relative modicum of musical know-how. "I'll sing the songs of truth, I'll teach YOU a lesson" and if that's the case any hater had better not mess with the threesome, as their signature track 'Let's Wrestle' features on the flip: 'Let's wrestle, let's FUCKING wrestle' is the sing-along, prior to violent nonsense about biting off mouths and fingers and noses. Get my t-shirt off and get in the mud? Sure thing.
BRUTE CHORUS's chords are muddy and disjointed, as if this group of transplanted Londoners lack any skill whatsoever in quelling cogent chords from their instruments, but in this muddiness, this thick, bluesy dirt lay its brilliance. Never is the melody quite right, the bass sounds slightly out of tune and a hint of feedback adorns the back wall of the atmosphere, but none of this truly matters, as the respect for The Brute Chorus chimes through in each note, creating confidence amidst the chaos and leaving in its path an impressive foray into dirty, downtrodden blues. Instead of sweeping the dirt around the room, The Brute Chorus clean it up, opting for simple bluegrass above anything else, they are worth sniffing out.
He may share a surname with the Modfather, but JOSH WELLER has a lot more in common with another post-punk icon - that of Elvis Costello. Weller has a similar talent for spitting acerbic lyrics over some lovely, breezy, acoustic melodies.
London five piece LA SHARK will be remembered as something remarkable by anyone who's seen the ramshackle brilliance of their live shows in the past few months. Describing themselves as 'riddle pop', La Shark offer great beats, quirky lyrics, pretty harmonies, pandemonic circus-clown percussion and overall weirdness. Faintly reminiscent of Mystery Jets, they create intelligent anarchy which makes for addictive listening - definitely one to watch.
SEVEN SHADES OF SH*T plays new music that shouts, stops & starts. dance tracks that kick in the ears. deaders & hangers on, stilton stompers, memories, mash ups and northern electro country soul. one hell of a disco stew. it's a DIY battle between new & old and he'll gonna knock seven shades of sh*t out of it! sh*t hot tunes + sh*t mixing = f*ck the format.

IN THE BAR: SUPERFILTH!!!
7:00PM - 01:00AM
FREE! FREE! FREE! FREE! FREE!
SUPERFILTH!!!