There are many pitfalls that can threaten to clip the wings of a fledgling band. Tonight, it seems, the musical gods are itching to throw a whole gaggle of them at the newly named Lost Knives.
Through no fault of their own, after only seven weeks in existence, the band has had to change their name. Taking that into account, they would be forgiven for throwing a hissy fit when stepping foot onstage 90 minutes after they were originally supposed to.
“Cheers for waiting for so long,” says joint vocalist Steven Mcinerney. The venue is unfairly empty, meaning the apology is heard by not nearly enough people. Oh well, their loss.
Ever the optimists, they proceed to press on and incinerate the humble gathering with ‘Cold Morning’. Joe Craig is the gentile assassin on the drums, rasping the skins with unassuming enormity.
The song is incredibly bold for a new band, yet there is nothing green about Lost Knives or front-man George Agan, the harbinger in the long black coat.
During their first outing, ‘Solstice’ almost fell apart. As the klaxon intro rings out, there is no trace of nervousness this time round. Mcinerney shines, swaying to and fro, completely lost in the moment. As the song closes, his voice strains, demonstrating a hunger not heard round these parts since ‘Stay Young’. This is so far removed from the laddish Gallagher brothers though; it’s more like The Strokes meets Guillermo Del Toro
We’re treated to new song ‘Nothing Relents’ next, with Will Clutton breaking out bass lines that would make Peter Hook grin like a Cheshire cat.
‘Out of Touch’ closes and is a beastly tune. It lulls in the middle, building up to a crescendo and injecting the kind of anticipation that would cause Alfred Hitchcock to sweat.
It’s remarkable to see how much they have improved since their first gig. If they carry on this way, they won’t be “our little secret” for much longer.
3 1/4 out of 5
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