It is really quite difficult to describe Wild Beasts’ sound to any one who hasn’t heard a few of their tracks. They are Indie and you
can dance to their music like a crazy person, but they aren’t pop, and they aren’t very rock’n’roll either. There are keyboards involved, but it would be wrong to say synth, and electronica is a little too far out on the left field. Both lead singer and guitarist Hayden Thorpe and singer and bassist Tom Fleming are more than able to carry a tune. Thorpe’s whining tenor cuts over and above the deep throb of the music like a knife, while Fleming’s powerful and passionate baritone creates a dark undercurrent running through the music. However, their style is as much a contradiction as a compliment to the other. They shouldn’t work as a band: Thorpe sounds like he has maybe just been kicked and slightly petulant, while Fleming’s gravelly operatic tones could be mistaken for Antony Hegarty from a distance. And yet, there is that shared sleazy sexiness that marries the two together so well.
That sleaze laced through with dangerous sex appeal oozes throughout their music. Each song has a prominent bass line, adding to the feeling of sensuality and vulnerability. With lyrics ranging from “I take you in my mouth like a lion takes it’s game” (‘Lion’s Share’), to the even more disturbing lyrics of ‘She Purred, While I Grred’, Wild Beasts seem unafraid to push the boundaries of normal masculine sexuality. The lyrics continually reference violent and often unsettling encounters with women, and yet the music is strangely exciting, and incredibly infectious. Their innocuous hipster boy look belies the skill and depth of their musicianship and the provocative quality of their lyricism.
Having seen Wild Beasts once before at Glastonbury this year, I was looking forward to a more intimate performance, although I hadn’t quite appreciated the full extent of ‘intimate’ in this context. On a smaller stage the band excelled themselves, galvanising the crowd into a frenzy of dancing feet and pumping fists. An excellent act to see live, you can’t help but feel energised and excited by their music. Every single member of the band looks thrilled to be playing for you, and there is little more that an audience can ask than to feel wanted.
Wild Beasts have the potential to take their sound much further, and if they continue to push the boundaries of a normal masculine sexuality identity then they will certainly attract a lot of attention. I urge you to take a chance on Wild Beasts: don’t just write them off as another Indie rock act aping the Eighties. This band might be the best you have never heard of.