Rosie Swash 

Reading 2008 review: Fucked Up

For a band whose live performances often result in violent moshing and bleeding foreheads, Toronto hardcore quintet Fucked Up prove to have impeccable manners
  
  

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Gentlemen punks ... Fucked Up may play riotous hardcore, but they are Canadian after all. Photograph: PR Photograph: PR

Name: Fucked Up

Where and when: Locked Up stage, 2.40pm, Saturday, Reading

Dress code:
Naked torsos and drink-splattered hair

Who's watching: The "hardcore" Reading contingent (in NOFX T-shirts) and the younger, more impressionable types (in Reading 2008 T-shirts).

In a nutshell: For a band whose live performances regularly include bleeding foreheads and violent moshing, Toronto hardcore quintet Fucked Up prove to have impeccable manners. "Before we go on," says lead singer Pink Eyes calmly after playing the first two songs, "I'd like to thank you all for coming," before launching into semi-signature song Baiting the Public. That the song suffers technical setbacks due to a faltering PA system doesn't matter an inch; the crowd aren't to be deterred by an unplugged bass any more than they are by Pink Eyes take-no-prisoners crowd-surfing. Good manners continue when they even thank security for not closing down the show when crowd interaction gets too physical, as usually happens at their gigs.

High Point: The track Crusades, which the band promise is easy to enjoy even if you don't know the lyrics, because it consists largely of the word "CRU-SADES" chanted over and over. And they're proved right.

Low point: That the sound system can't seem to cope with hardcore this, um, hard and gives up halfway through.

How hard did they rock?: See above.

 

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