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    [ Monkey Boy ]


    Monkey Boy- Red Eye -Live at Kings Cross, London, 18th December 1998

    It was about the fourth time that I’d seen Monkey Boy. At first you feel paranoid at not getting the ’in’ jokes that the band and their audience seem to share. Eventually you realize- there is no in-joke, it’s all just a joke, that’s all.

    If Monty Python had decided to form a band instead of doing dead parrot sketches, they may have been a bit like Monkey Boy. Comprising of 2 bass players and a sardonic singer/drummer, self-titles ‘monk rock’ is an eclectic mixture of tribal beats, funky bass and nonsense punk.

    A Jazz intro leads into ‘Planet Paul Pope’, a driving backbeat fronted by a hilarious (but true) narrative. A barrage of songs follows, all completely different tastes and flavours, all following a master plan of lunacy. Monkey boy won’t change your life, but they might make you take it a bit less seriously. Ever get stressed over school, work or life? Feel pity for Paul who demands "Fishing for Free" an anthem created after he bought a video of the same title, only to find that it cost him £2.99. Oh, the humanity!

    Humour is not the be all or end all for any band, and Monkey Boy have a lot more substance to their repertoire: a melancholy, untitled instrumental, heavy bass-driven songs that distract from their punk leanings and lyrics with obvious malicious intent give the band a slightly sinister edge. Stage presence by the bucket- load and some crazy improvisations and dancing make the average Monkey Boy gig one of the most entertaining you’ll ever see, whatever your taste in music (indeed, the crowd is as diverse as the music).

    Welcome to the Freak show- at last you’re home.

    Written By: Nicci B.