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And then Queen Kong. What ever it is the Dandys searched for in that dodgy house party aftermath these guys have growing out of their heads like cabbage.
They pose like there is no tomorrow. Missy out front is a dreamy teen aged night mare - with that 1982 Clare Grogan shockative (word tm Clare 2006 – all rights reserved) bleached blonde hair, bright blue eye shadow and black boots.
The guitarist favours fishnet uppers and leopard skin leggings, one of the boys rips off his top – oh oh slightly misshapen never mind who are we to talk? –
But feck they are posturing, pouting – they have lipstick– oh look what’s written on his guitar? –“rock star”…
But its not just vogueing they have songs too and miss minx can siiiing and screaaaam (she demonstrated it maybe too often) – In fact she has an extraordinary voice. They have a sparkling, noisy power pop sound that could scoop up those rinky dink hoes and leave them in the mickey mouse place – for ever. Watch out Queen Kong is coming!! They call them selves synth pop deconstructionists and they will be sweetly and spicily fucking things up.
Many years ago I saw a music journalist waste the image of a “scud missile with an angel delight warhead” on some useless shower of fops. OK let’s reclaim this metaphor of mass seduction - here’s a crowd that will fit it like a glove!
As you may have noticed,our myspace page was hacked and deleted.
while we try and untangle the knots,
please add us as a friend again,feel free to bulletin and message your friends to get them to add us ,and ,finally,to make it all better again,click here to download this whole live gig from the Ballroom of Romance in 2005,one of our first ever gigs here in Dublin.
ciao for now!
we will replace all gig info etc as it happens.
anyone enquiring about bookings or anything else,
send an email to :augustagein@yahoo.co.uk
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