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 The
intriguing title of this group, conjures up images of contemporary soulsters,
winding their idle way down Brighten Prom. All too contradictory to the strange
line up that greets us as Bbom take the stage.
After
a well received intro from the original urban hippy, Mike dives straight into
'Shove it' and its already 'lets see who can eat the microphone 1st' competition
as Iain and other members of the general public partake in a spot of 'Queensbury
rules' style merriment.
With
the threat of being escorted off the premises by the management, Bbom regain
some composure and head off into a ditty for ‘Hammy’??? But with little
volume on the lead mike, proceedings falter once more. A few minutes of
technical fiddling and they're off again.
This
time, Mike's attempts to woo the now despondent audience with some quality
rappin are rewarded as they barge their way through three more tracks into
'Bullet in the head'.
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 Finally
Bbom seem to be bonding into some semblance of order as Mike lays into a flaying
lash of lyrics, pummelling the shell likes with his wide-eyed ranting antics.
Meanwhile, Prosser is looking decidedly comfortable, dishing out hordes of
beefy, low end chords. This guy gets my award for his steadfast determination to
deliver maximum rumbling riffs whilst oozing shedloads of cool charm!
With
the setlist gone, completely too the wall, 'Guerrilla radio' spices up the
grungesters for some restrained but elaborate hair swinging, and Paul is settled
in with his sticks firmly under control.
Despite
not feeling well, Chris puts up a good performance, but its not enough to keep
the consistency of this band together, as they drift confusingly from half a
track to the next, then back again, having the time of their lives in the
process!
Bbom
definitely have the ability to perform on a higher level. Under the chaos and
disorder, are a quality bunch of musicians. With a majestically charismatic
vocalist, and Prossers passionate dedication, lets hope we see more of these guys.
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