Foals' album Antidotes is going to feature heavily when we get around to those annoying inevitable end-of-year reminisces. In my opinion it is among the defining albums, along with Hot Chip's The Warning and LCD Soundsystem's Sound of Silver in the genre crossing of indie, electro and pop which has proliferated in the past few years. Unforunately it seems that success has got to leadman Yannis' head a bit. To be honest, he seems a bit of a tosser, lost playing the role in some sort of real-life Spinal Tap parody*. He also climbed up onto the speakers at one stage, which were churning out the typically crap sound the Ambassador offers, and also threw a drum around the stage. The bizarre thing is the other four members of Foals seem much more grounded, bouncing and moving along to their fantastically energetic and addictive sound. They gave a sterling show, rattling off the album with much aplomb. But I must admit Yannis' tossery** will be my abiding memory, coupled with the staggeringly young age of the crowd, with no alcohol on sale downstairs. Literally a teen disco.
In summary, Foals rule. But the night didn't really.
* He actually asked the crowd if they believed in the devil at one stage.
** Just made up that word there. I knew Eoin would like it
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