Fet.Nat Marquee Ballroom, Halifax NS, May 27
Published May 28, 2017Where to start? Well you have a band that slap-chops together a musical slaw that is equal parts funk rhythm and vintage Skin Graft/Amphetamine Reptile label skronk (think Cows and/or Flying Luttenbachers). Then drizzle with one-man Beefheart tribute and lead vocal shouter Jean-Francois (J-F, or Jeff "to the Anglophones") and you have the tangy party that is Hull, Quebec's Fet.Nat.
No one told these guys that music is hard work, though a powerful sweat was soon glittering in the lights… but this was perhaps the glow given off from the obvious fun they were having. So much fun that it was spilling out over the all-smiling crowd in waves; though J-F was frequently thoughtful enough to fan us with one of the many handmade signs that held song titles, suggested actions, or crucial singalong instructions.
Songs often started, stopped briefly for humorous explanation, such as their pro-police stance (a joke) or just organically to reload and ricochet off into a completely different direction. The four-piece on drums, sax, guitar/bass, and occasional samples formed a tight bracket slightly facing each other to best communicate their whims and intentions through wild eyes and crazed smiles. It was a performance that asked that we OBEY their instructions: have as much fun as humanly possible, but "safety first."