Watch and listen:
Music For Chicken
August 6th 2012
DWC1062, Dirty Water Records
Frat Rock/Rock and Roll, LP, CD, Download
- Chicken, Baby, Chicken
- Every Girl On The Tube
- Striptease Girl
- Wild Safari
- Love (Is Gonna F*ck You Up)
- Chicken On The Bone
- God Surf The Queen
- Royal We
- Holloway Road
- Wine, Women, Rock’n’Roll
- Man-Size Tissue
- Family Value Meal (Music For Chicken)
- Fifty-Seven Acres of Pain
When Spencer Evoy arrived in London fresh from Canada, little did he know that his quest to reignite the spirit of the rock’n’roll sound of the American Northwest would start outside a chicken shop on the Holloway Road.
Walking down that fabled stretch of tarmac, he was struck by the greasy aroma of deep fried chicken and felt his belly ache. Realising all his funds had been spent on the plane fare, he whipped out his saxophone and proceeded to busk outside the premises in the hope of a few quid to pay for his next meal. Hearing the sweet tones of rock’n’roll drift into his bedroom in the flat above the shop, Bret Bolton called out to Spencer. Their eyes met and they instantly realised they were musical brothers in arms. Days later they had formed a band together, naming it after the, now sadly defunct and derelict, chicken shop where they met: MFC Chicken. Joined by Ravi, Parsley and Alberto, the poultry-loving group soon began making a name for themselves, becoming one of the hottest garage rock’n’roll acts in London, setting clubs alight with their own red hot take on “the music The Sonics were listening to”.
Having spent a good year or more honing their set and finding out which songs make the girls dance (i.e. all of them!), their debut LP “Music for Chicken” is now set to cement the globespanning gang as the finest purveyors of Pacific Northwest rhythm and blues in the land. So do you love dancing, but hate contemporary dance music? Are you desperate to hear garage rock’n’roll really taken back to its roots? If so, then you are most definitely ready for that
indescribable, unstoppable Chicken sound: “The latest and greatest item on the rock’n’roll dance
What do you get if you combine the talents of a Canadian, a Brazilian, a Mancunian, a Czech Jewish Indian Londoner, all playing real unfettered rock and roll and add a Reverend on keyboards? the answer my friend isn’t blowin’ in the wind, it sits right here on my turntable and it makes me dance like nothing else on earth, it is MFC Chicken Music For Chicken.
If there is a genre that is difficult no longer be original, but just cool, that's the Rock and Roll raised in the manner of the golden 50's: The impasse of rockabilly and riffs and structures a thousand times sobados have forced separate the wheat from the chaff, ie empty style exercise groups, while not known for their originality, they do by his charm and expertise.
There is a modern trend for artists to get an entire album syndicated for use on a range of advertisements (it started with Moby and now the Black Keys are taking over the world) but it's rare that a band write an entire album with this purpose in mind. However, this is exactly what MFC Chicken seem to have done with their debut offering, Music For Chicken.
I first came across MFC Chicken playing in a dank pit in London last year, the place was hot, I was drunk and it sounded like I'd wandered into the Spanish Castle Ballroom in Seattle. They play the kind of loud, greasy, sax-driven white boy R&B that was heard in halls all over the northwest of America in the early 60s.
The frat rock is a little garage rock garage rock before, somewhere between then early rock and roll and the Sonics.
MFC Chicken's self-titled album should come with the following warning: ""These songs are ridiculously catchy. Listen to it only around people who don't mind if you dance and sing along."" How catchy is this album? Any time I listen to it, I have to listen to the whole thing at least twice.
The story of how MFC Chicken came into being is an interesting one, if we trust the press release at least. Hot off the plane from Canada, Spencer Evoy found himself outside a fried chicken shop on Holloway Road with no cash in his pockets, so he resorted to busking with the saxophone he was carrying to raise funds to satisfy his rumbling belly.
Music to watch the girls go wild!!
MFC Chicken - ""Music For Chicken"". This comes as close to the early Sonics as the Sonics could ever get today!
Making fresh inroads into today's scene is this new, oddly-named London-based rock'n'roll loving outfit with their supremely saxxy and highly organic Dirty Water Records label debut.