Good Shoes at King Tut’s was quite the night. The first band, Self Starter, was typically Scottish indie, with a sprinkle of folky vocals. Their Ray-Ban wearing lead singer enjoyed talking about why we weren’t at Arctic Monkeys, rather than getting on with their set. However, banter aside; they were surprisingly monotonous and much more drab than their indie counterparts like Frightened Rabbit and King Creosote.
Copy HaHo, on the other hand were a step in the Good Shoes direction. Apart from an irate-looking bassist who insisted on meandering through the crowd, they were much more upbeat and lively. The lead singer was the opposite of Mr Ray-Ban, and they fired through a good few songs throughout, getting the crowd warmed up for the main act.
Good Shoes stumbled onto the stage at around 10.30, Tuts now heaving with fans who were glad to get out of the rain. During their opening song ‘The Way My Heart Beats’, we received a pleasant yet sweaty surprise when Rhys Jones, the lead singer, leapt into the audience and began hugging everyone in sight, shouting “don’t be shy!”. After this unexpected encounter, he returned to the stage to sing a further 13 songs, intermingled with more sweaty hugging and general banter. The latest single, ‘Out of Control’, was played with confidence and vigour, and the whole band became more alive and smiling. With its poppy, thumping beats and catchy rhythm it’s a definite hit. Another few classics rounded off the night, with ‘We are Not the Same’, and ‘Everybody’s Talking About’ which revved up the crowd.
However, the highlight of the night was definitely when one inebriated fan lurched onto the stage, sweaty and flailing, and encouraged all his friends to do the same. Fortunately for Good Shoes, they declined and the poor guy was ushered off the stage.