By Huntress Thompson
They might not be the heaviest band in the world, but they are definitely more left-of-centre than Roxette or Michael Buble (who were both here earlier this year).
You know what this means, don’t you?
South African promoters are finally getting it. The weird kids aren’t going away. They’re so resilient that they’re worth spending big money on.
That same crowd that felt all disenfranchised when Barney Simon left 5FM, and who moaned on internet forums for years about there being only pop on local radio stations – that’s the crowd that industry moves are now measured against.
You don’t have to love Bloc Party to appreciate what international alternative bands coming to South Africa means.
Gone are the days when the biggest rock concert of the year was Bryan Adams.
Bring us Black Rebel Motorcycle Club. We’ll dig it.
Bring us The Tallest Man on Earth. We’ll be there.
Bring us the Eagles of Death Metal. We’ll make the trip.
The lesson here, SA event promoters, is that if you build it, we will come.
Here is a Bloc Party song.
In the vacuum between dark and light, Siouxsie Sioux and Emmylou Harris, Amelie and Travis Bickle, Huntress Thompson is an idiot lost, and reporting from the field. If you’re after irrational, impassioned rants about cupcakes and Johnny Cash (and you probably aren’t), she’s grumpy, but she’s your girl.