Dalek still sound as relentless, claustrophobic and completely cohesive as I remember them back at the old Camber Sands ATP, sometime in 2005. Dalek seem to realise this too, as they shout out to ATP at the close of the show. The noise is metallic, harsh, but also nebulous- as if a fog of industrial material is gusting from the awkwardly gyrating geezers behind their laptops and scratching software. The rapping is a demonstrative but not hectoring delight of righteous self-respect bleak reportage. After a sequence of London concerts marred by truly vile audiences and self-defeating promoters, this was a properly revitalising heartbeat of a show.
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