Part 1
The Buffalo
Bar, London
- 29 August 2013
"Hypnotic, disturbing, challenging, uplifting"
What’s
in a name? Goth? Deathrock? Doomrock? Anarcho-punk? Post-punk? Part 1
have been called all these and more. The closest is probably
Anarcho-punk, if only because they played most of their very rare gigs
within that milieu.
At its vital, chaotically creative best, Anarcho-punk was a loose
network of individuals following their own trajectory, like planets in
orbit being pulled into each other’s gravitational fields, coming
together and springing apart in a bewildering array of combinations and
occasional collisions. In the end what most people had in common was
their unwillingness to fit in anywhere else. Anarcho-punk was where the
malcontents and misfits found the space to be different in their own
way.
Viewed in this way, Part 1 (like fellow travellers Flowers in the
Dustbin, Blood & Roses, Hagar the Womb, the Mob and Amebix), by
virtue of their very otherness are one of the best examples of
Anarcho-punk you could hope to find. Although they are often linked
with Rudimentary Peni due to a similarly
off-kilter approach and the friendship between Part 1’s Mark F and
Peni’s Nick Blinko, in the end they are only Part 1, alone in a field
of one.
Surviving original members Mark F (Guitar) and Jake Baker (Vocals) are
joined by the new rhythm section of Chris Low (drums) and David Barnett
(bass) for their second gig in 30 years. Despite the band having become
something of a cult in recent years, they wear this new found status
lightly, and with a degree of self-depreciating humour, singer Jake
referred at one point to their gigs being “like buses” (you
wait ages
for one, and then three come at once).
Of the two (!) sets played tonight, the second was possibly the better,
probably as a result of both the audience and band having loosened up
slightly.
So, how to describe a Part 1 gig to the uninitiated? It was hypnotic;
disturbing; challenging; uplifting. It was... a Part 1 gig. You can
hear echoes of Metal
Box era PiL, early Banshees and Killing Joke, as
well a healthy dollop of UK Decay in the spiralling FX-heavy guitar,
along with a whiff or Crisis and Six Minute War, especially in the
bass-lines and vocal delivery, but that doesn’t really give you a
flavour of the thing.
Given that they have only acquired a bass player in the last few weeks
(having performed at the Rebellion festival without one) they were
completely in
control; creating a deft interplay between the tight rhythmic and
melodic structures that weaved back and forth in an elegant symmetry,
with the locked in rhythm section allowing Mark F to indulge in some
serious FX pyrotechnics, sending shards of feedback shuddering and
looping across the stage.
Existing as they did on the outer fringes of Anarcho-punk (itself
having a problematic, fractured relationship to anything that could be
considered ‘popular culture’), and belonging to no particular time
frame, Part 1 have avoided the pitfall of many a re-formed band, that
sense of being dated and irrelevant. Rather like the long-buried
Martian spaceship in Nigel Kneale’s Quatermass and the Pit,
they have
lain dormant, waiting for us to rediscover them, and trigger the
primeval impulses encoded in our DNA. Although they were not visually
dynamic, staying virtually static
throughout, they held the attention with ease, creating a kind of
vortex in which the unwary audience were held, almost mesmerised by the
sonic barrage pulsating from the stage.
Highlights? A fantastic rendition of The Black Mass, a
rare outing
for the ultra obscure Claws
and Jake spitting out the final line of Hymn in amended form
as they left the stage at the end of the second
set... “In the shadow of
the cross, we still
stand defiant!” 9/10
Nick Hydra