Venue: Firebug, Leicester, UK
Date:10th September 2014
With tonight’s Firebug gig in mind, its evident Logfox have their eyes firmly locked on the future. Not content with just unleashing a brand new EP of rubbery, serrated indie-rock, the trio kick off their set with an unreleased track – ‘White As A Ghost’ – which, sshhhh, don’t tell anyone, will become a bonus song on the deluxe edition of EP3. Logfox could have mined their prolific past for a gem to ignite Firebug’s upstairs venue but with a bevy of new tunes within their arsenal, tonight’s short set is the prime opportunity to showcase how the Leicester troop have evolved from forging snappy three minute firecrackers to a band happy to produce nuggets that sprawl past the eight minute mark and that contain more twists and turns than a drive with George Michael.
Without much of a pause, ‘Oblong’ follows the mangled static of ‘White As A Ghost’ – which manifests as a conduit between EP2 and EP3’s expansive trickery. Propelled by Neil Taylor’s machine-like drumming, this ‘oldie’ coats the air with a danceable yet discordant menace. Akin to challenging Foals and At The Drive In to a death match – Logfox flex a staccato bent which then erupts into plumes raw noise. Still on the theme of pushing things forward, there’s time for an untitled track to rattle some skulls. Influenced by alt-j, this nameless animal is cut from the same cloth as EP3’s noisy aural tapestry. The remainder of the set is dedicated to their latest body of work’s elongated masterpieces. ‘Fist Filth’ highlights Jaimie Marlow’s guttural roar which pushes the band’s sonic DNA into a post-hardcore territory while closing track ‘Top Lip Tuesday’ is embellished by Richard Springthorpe’s elastic basslines. Both composite moments from EP3 demonstrate a purple patch of creativity for Logfox where noise and serenity are equal bedfellows. Plus the gang of three have managed to develop songs that are – whisper it – epic without sounding indulgent.
Appearing as a support act to LA duo EL Ten Eleven, Logfox play to a healthy batch of music fans hungry for their ears to be terrorized. Notably, amongst the regular Logfox devotees, a large chunk of those in attendance are happily shimmyin’ and a shakin’ to the three piece’s ‘muckyfunk’. Too long have the ‘three men that make noise’ been the best kept secret in Leicester, their time is now to wreak havoc on a new collection of willing new adoptees.
Photography by Naomi Abbs