One Movement Fringe - Fear ofComedy

Wed 21st Oct, 2009 in Gig Reviews

The One Movement Fringe Gallery

Anyone lucky enough to get a pass-out ticket, or unlucky enough not to get a ticket at all had the opportunity to check out not just the Festival, but what was going on in the Fringe as well. The stage up at Wolf Lane was host to some truly memorable acts, not least of which was Fear of Comedy.

As the intense heat of the day was subsiding, the crazy it had brought out in people definitely was not, as a young dishevelled young man in a home-made t-shit with the words “Oh no pop is ded” scrawled on the back, writhed about, undulating to the music, with arms outstretched to the stage, as if he could feel the music with his entire being. It was hard to know whether to be embarrassed for him or jealous of him: to get so involved in a show would truly be an experience.

Vocalist Laith Tierney admitted later in the day that some of the crazy was rubbing off on him too; which was evident in the way in which he spat out the lyrics with wide-open, startlingly blue eyes and sweat-slicked hair, plastered to his face. The sound was something else again, a frantic outpouring of sound that was at times theatrical and also quite confronting, but not necessarily in a bad way.

Labelled by many as “horror punk”, they definitely remind you of a chase scene in a thriller, making the setting at the end of an alley somehow apt for the show.

The One Movement Fringe Gallery