Lovebox 2012 (Friday):
Victoria Park, London E9 – live review
15th June 2012(Louder Than War, June 2012)
http://louderthanwar.com/lovebox-2012-friday-london-live-review/
Words by Kevin Robinson
Pictures by Daniel O’Connor
Inaugurated by Groove Armada as a one-day event on
Clapham Common a decade ago, Lovebox has grown steadily to become one of the
most hotly anticipated predominantly dance music festivals of the season. Having
lured legendary names such as Sly &
The Family Stone, The B52's and Snoop Dogg onto the line-up in recent
years, the bill now encompasses everything from Baile funk, Afrobeats, hip hop,
house, techno, bass music in all its forms and even horrible trance remixes of
The Killers. As with Field Day, it's
been nudged up the summer calendar for 2012, lest our capital be unable to cope
with anything other than a tawdry, corporate whorefest without grinding to a
standstill for two tedious sport-filled weeks.
It’s a muddy start to the
proceedings as Zach Steinman and Sam Haar, better known to us as Blondes are warming up a respectable
crowd, gradually layering soaring synth sounds over beats and basslines, skillfully
steering each sprawling track towards a dizzying crescendo. Straight afterwards
Raf Rundell of Greco-Roman Soundsystem and Joe Goddard of Hot Chip team up together as The
2 Bears, strut onstage, flash cheeky grins, and launch straight into their
remix of Wiley's 'I'm Skanking'. Several tracks later, the feel-good romp of ‘Bear
Hug' is enough to prompts the first of two chaotic stage invasions this
evening, grizzly embraces and all.
The second outdoor stage is curated by Shy FX, the Original Nuttah of the 90’s junglists whose flawless productions and landmark releases have ensured he has remained a stalwart of underground dance music for two decades, alongside his Digital Soundboy crew. There are afternoon sets from such pioneering names as Sub Focus, Rusko and Breakage, who has an MC who appears to be conducting the skies, as sunlight beams through the threatening clouds overhead and directly into a sea of smiling faces at perfectly timed moments.
Crystal Castles are a considerably more muscular and confident-sounding beast since
their gig at the now defunct Barden’s Boudoir six years ago. Back then, having
been sent to interview them in a kitchen in Dalston, I’d found two impossibly
lithe, nervy creatures housed inside two pairs of the skinniest black jeans
available to humanity. Ethan Kath brandished a laptop full of
malevolent-sounding bleeps, pings and crunches of bass. Alice Glass’s job was
mainly to holler over the top of them. Tonight, she dons a black hoodie and white-rimmed
shades as they race headlong into a new track from an upcoming third album.
Descending from the stage, scaling the crash barriers and leering into a diminutive
but transfixed crowd, they’re now a menacing force to be reckoned with.
With five solid albums under their belts, Hot Chip can now declare their debut festival headlining slot a triumph. As unconventional as they are, they were initially somewhat underestimated, often perceived as geeky misfits far too eager to indulge their gangsta rap and R&B fantasies (beats by Prince, specs by Timmy Mallett). Tonight, it’s all smiles as ‘One Life Stand’ is, as usual, embellished with steel drums, and ‘Over And Over’ and ‘Ready For The Floor’ are greeted like old chums. New tracks ‘Night And Day’ and ‘Flutes’ are received rapturously, as is a blast of Fleetwood Mac’s ‘Everywhere’.
Tonight though, belongs to
the bass boys at the back. The disorderly scenes in the Rinse FM tent are an
affirmation of the gargantuan impact that dubstep and drum and bass has had on
modern music. The supergroup of Magnetic
Man stand like an army, sculpting pitch-shifting basslines from behind
their aligned MacBooks. Fronted by MC Sgt Pokes, they unleash violent waves of
noise into a euphoric Big Top packed to the gills with beer and sweat-soaked
revellers. There’s a full-on moshpit and stage rush during Skream’s set, captured on film below:
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