Dave Simpson 

Fool’s Gold

The Cockpit, LeedsWith the six-piece lineup shaking their maracas, afropop band Fool's Gold make music that proves impossible not to dance to, and the joyful sounds transform the audience into a clapping, dancing throng, writes Dave Simpson
  
  


From Vampire Weekend to Foals, afrobeat has become a part of pop lately, but there's nothing quite like this. Fool's Gold aren't – as one hapless punter had imagined – a Stone Roses tribute but a fearsome Los Angeles-based afropop band. Led by Lewis Pesacov – a man who plays guitar when he isn't raising his arms in the air – and vocalist/guitarist Luke Top, the group grew up listening to western pop radio alongside soukous, high-life and desert music, and bring it all together in work that is uplifting and inspirational. At times, their approach to African music brings to mind that of the Pogues' to traditional Irish folk: playing it faster, and with such demented enthusiasm that one of the drummers falls off his stool.

With a six-piece lineup (slimmed down from the 13 musicians on their recent debut) shaking their maracas, it's music that proves impossible not to dance to, and the joyful sounds transform a wary audience into a clapping, dancing throng. The saxophone is often the lead instrument, giving Surprise Hotel and Nadine euphoric, instantly memorable melodies. Top sings mostly in Hebrew, so it is a surprise to hear his American accent as he explains that after a 35-date tour they've had so much fun that they "don't want to go home".

The audience take him at his word, chanting the band's name until they play more music. The highlight of an extraordinary evening is the sublime, partly chanted The World Is All There Is. On the band's instruction, the crowd sit down and then leap in the air, after which the group walk into the audience beating percussion, while their latest converts sing the song's infectious "oh-oh-oh-oh-oh" chorus long into the night.

 

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