► Bronto Skylift
Back in March, an unassuming two piece - one quiet and hirsute Highlander, and one skinny Orcadian - came to Transmission and blew the roof off. People stood in stared, not sure whether to stand back and admire the stunning musicianship on show, or to let their limbs fly chaotically, as the massive riffs and grooves demanded.
Since then, Bronto Skylift have played on BBC Radio 1, toured up and down Britain, played Norway, and provided just about every festival in Britain with performances that campers will remember for years to come.
And you can tell. Thursday saw Bronto Skylift make their return downstairs at the Union, with a set that provided more energy than all the grande lattes that they sell down there during the day. It's a fitting juxtaposition; the venue changed from a sticky floored cocktail bar which was there to greet them upon their last trip to the Union, to the modern and cosmopolitan coffee shop we now have down there. Ironic perhaps that Bronto Skylift provide relief for those who want a bit more from life than brushed aluminum and hazelnut syrup mochaccinos. Their music is dirty, dangerous, exciting and just a bit mad - stripped down punk rock, and forward thinking tech at the same time. That they invite two friends on for guest vocals on the song Tiger shows that the band are all about having fun, rather than selling records. And their time in the limelight may well have come, for these exact reasons. People are tired of listening to the same thing, and tired of playing it safe. Bronto Skylift made sure that those in attendance on Thursday could be accused of neither.
Tune to check out - "Eaglefalcon"