The Parrots, The Floormen, Shrinking Minds: Shipping Forecast, Liverpool

The Parrots

The Parrots

The Parrots flew in from Madrid for a riotous night at The Shipping Forecast on Wednesday, with support from a brace of garage merchants. Getintothis’ Will Neville was there.

The three bands playing tonight all shared a similar aesthetic, both in terms of their garage psych influences, but also in their styling. Each was a three piece, with a surfeit of moustaches among their rhythm sections, curly-haired singers and turn-ups galore on their trousers. We must have missed the announcement of a dress code.

First up were Liverpool lads Shrinking Minds, whose singer Liam Evans led proceedings with his J. Mascis-influenced guitar work, contrasting nicely with his Pete Doherty-meets-Shirley Temple looks.

Bassist Seb Martin furiously plucked his high-slung bass while sporting the first of several crazy shirts on show that evening. Drummer Jay Rohr was the economical but powerful bedrock to the music, although he was able to stretch out and flaunt his skills on their penultimate number.

They closed with the epic Fun, which was based on the old quiet/loud archetype à la Pixies and Nirvana – back when the band were probably yet to be born – but with a nicely contrasting guitar solo.

Fellow Merseysiders The Floormen followed, showing glimpses of the Ride/Pale Saints end of shoegaze, with their set growing progressively more psychedelic as it continued, with one number even featuring a pseudo-dub reggae break.

Buddy Keenan’s vocals were captivating but far from overwhelming, with his echoey, inventive guitar sound recalling the likes of Cocteau Twins and The Durutti Column at times. He was ably backed by the melodic bass work of Luke Barlow and Jamie Lindberg on drums.

The guitar sounded like an air raid in one song, before the set closed with a slightly less focused epic that ended with Keenan putting down his instrument to just play his pedals.

Finally it was time for headliners The Parrots, who brought their lo-fi garage surf punk A-game from Madrid for the second night of their Weed For The Parrots tour across the UK.

Guitarist and singer Diego Garcia had been seen really enjoying The Floormen at the side of the stage, but threw himself into his own performance with even more gusto, as the band whipped the crowd into a bit of a frenzy over the course of the show.

Drummer Larry Balboa celebrated his birthday in fine style, despite having to disappear off stage for some running repairs to a snare drum mid-song, and also fend off the rest of the band clambering over or attacking his kit at various points, with bassist Alex de Lucas throwing himself around as and when the mood took him.

Many bands pay tribute to the city’s most famous musical sons when they visit Liverpool, with Diego following their lead by expressing his love for Billy Fury, a somewhat distant influence on their sound. He was a very chatty, friendly frontman, despite having to converse in a second language. At one point he asked the crowd “if anyone has any weed, be a good socialist and share it with us”, though no-one appeared to take him up on this.

White Fang from Weed For The Parrots was introduced with the cry “let’s get rowdy”, which band and audience proceeded to do as this writer picked out the influences of older surf and garage bands like The Standells and The Chantays.

Things were taken to the next level, by both band and crowd, on their cover of The Almighty DefendersAll My Loving, despite Diego’s guitar lead falling out mid-song. A number of new songs were scattered throughout, including the slower No Me Gusta sung in Spanish by Alex, with an album promised for next year.

The evening ended with what seemed to be a thrashy cover of The Trashmen’s Surfin’ Bird with Diego stepping off the low stage to be engulfed by the crazed kids near the front, before the traditional singalong closer of Somebody To Love.

A special nod is also deserved for DJ Bernie Connor who spun a selection of psych to prog tunes in between bands, including The Electric Prunes, The Seeds and the out-there McDonald And Giles.

Pictures by Getintothis’ John Johnson