Thursday 1 December 2016, 8pm
Exploding out of Cairo, Egypt, Islam Chipsy and his band E.E.K. are a three-way force of nature described by those who've been caught in the eye of their storm as one of the most exciting live propositions on the planet.
Electro chaabi keyboard pioneer Islam Chipsy's joyous, freewheeling sonic blitz warps the standard oriental scale system into otherworldly shapes, flanked by Khaled Mando and Mahmoud Refat raining down a percussive maelstrom behind dual drum kits.
“Islam Chipsy’s performances have been the stuff of legend outside Egypt for several years now, thanks to the circulation of various still breathtaking YouTube clips of his group EEK... in unbridled hyper-kinetic flow at gigs, weddings and street parties, as well as a series of international shows spoken of evangelically by those lucky enough to have seen them... They push at boundaries of dance-based music that are widely known and understood... It is astonishing, exhilarating, inventive music by any measure” – The WIRE
“I saw him at a street party in Giza where a few hundred people had amassed to dance and scream into the night. Flanked by Khaled Mando & Islam Tata, his two drummers pounding furiously as the signature tone of his synth intensified for almost two hours, Islam Chipsy demonstrated his completely revolutionary take on modern Egyptian Shaabi. The sound was raw and distorted, the volume was deafening, and the energy was high. 30 minutes into the set, the trio pulled out blindfolds and put them on, only to continue their virtuosic performance without missing a beat, synced to the max, playing forwards, backwards, sideways psychedelic noise and showmanship projected through the distortion of a jet engine taking flight for some unknown location in the distant future of Shaabi sound. They were smiling and are very nice cats indeed, but when the PA system is blazing with their audio explosions, you best get up off your ass to dance or get the hell out of the way!” – Alan Bishop (Sublime Frequencies/Sun City Girls)
Guttersnipe are one of those bands that sound like they must have half a dozen members from the pure ecstasy of raucousness they emit, when they are in fact a duo. Itís the sound of a guitar played with a whole junkyard of scrap metal thrown at it and drums assaulted with telegraph poles, the vocals those of someone trying to escape the resultant carnage.
“Queer absurdist no wave noise rock abstract freak out. This is hard bop right here!” – Maximumrocknroll