1. HMLTD: THE 100
CLUB
By OscarJames
Ahead of their upcoming string of shows, we
recall HMLTD’s breakthrough gig at the 100
club.
Packed into a historic basement venue in
central London, a horde of adolescents gather
to witness a vibrant display of sound and
colour.
Credit:Andy Sawyer, Gigwise.com.
“The Heavens are empty. And, all
of the angels are here.”
From the very beginning of the art
installation, it was clear that those in
attendance were about to be subjected to
the greatest performance this side of The
‘100 Club’s punk hiatus.
Following the discomforting support by a
band upholstered in pagan-like dresses
playing an accordion and an adrenaline-
building masked DJ, the headline act took
to the stage. Henry Spychalski projected
the “Choo Choo!” of an oncoming train
which later reformed into an industrial beat
accompanied by his passionate cries. The
cotton cloud-lined room shook with the
weight of a microcosm of neo-punk
ambassadors. The events that transpired
shortly after would leave me with an
insatiable thirst for another of the band of
six’s mundanity elixirs.
Spychalski, Duke, Achilleas, James, Nico
and Zac now comprise the entity that’s live
performance once involved the presence of
a female backing vocalist. Whom the loss
of, in my opinion, is greatly appreciated.
Sweat flooded the room. The sea level
rising with the passing of each
composition. ‘Stained’, ‘Is This What You
Wanted?’, ‘To The Door’ and a previously
unheard addition – ‘Proxy Love’ stirred
the room like a broth of the most exotic
ingredients.
The separation of audient and performer is
a concept foreign to the band’s displays.
Something that is made apparent by it’s
members’ ability to conduct the audience.
The ultimate contribution being prominent
evidence of this. The hallowed ‘Where’s
Joanna?’, a song that desperate fans pine
for in YouTube comment sections, was
introduced as an excuse for aggression; in
Spychalski’s words. The following scenes
culminated in the PVC legged, formidable
frontman finding himself laid on his back
submerged in a drum kit. Professional as
ever in pursuit of it’s 24/7 art project, the
band continued through the chaos to stun
with their assault on the senses.
With live performances such as these, an
image that is exempt from comparison and
lyrics that cover a range of topics from
nihilism to the denunciation of a WW1
Battle, it is no wonder that the band has
been picked up by Sony early on. The
recent release of the Satan Luella & I
music video proves that they are taking
full advantage of the resources provided by
this deal and is a sign of encouragement
looking into the future.
Synopsis: the band exists to contradict
stereotypes about the upper-classes. The
2. blend of Punk and Electronic music is an
exemplification of this exact fact. The
lascivious and avant-garde tones of the
aesthetic they have spilt over a map of
London attains (with no difficulty) the
essence of modern music’s appeal – its
ability to make us uncomfortable.