Back around CMJ time last year, Matt shot me an email with a list of bands to check out. They were all ok, but the one that really stood out to me was Wild Beasts. It was upbeat dancey stuff with some crazy falsetto laying over it. It seemed really unique to me and I immediately grabbed their album, Two Dancers. I liked it but soon buried it under some other new releases.
Flash forward to last week when I received an email asking if anyone wanted Old Man Pat’s tickets to their show at The Troubadour, since he wasn’t going to be able to make it. I jumped on them and got cleared to shoot the show. I was looking forward to it, but had no idea what I was in for. The show was sold-out (over-sold in my opinion), which completely caught me off guard because I didn’t think many people knew of this Aussie Brit indie band. You would have thought Jimi Hendrix was resurrected and playing a secret show by the way people mashed inside.
All this ferver was a bit puzzling to me. Wild Beasts played a great show, but not an amazing show. It didn’t truly resonate with me, but I still enjoyed it, just not as much as some people (I’m looking at you, girl in the front thrashing around on the verge of tears).
They are clearly a band on the rise and anyone that has a chance to catch them should do so during their insane whirlwind US tour. If the show near you isn’t sold out yet, I suggest you snatch up tickets immediately because this band on-the-rise is sure to keep selling them out.
Wild Beasts aren’t Australian. Unless by “Aussie” you mean “from England’s Lake District”. They’re english, cobber. From Kendal.