Dead Cat Bounce embody all that a concept rock band should. They present an energetic, occasionally outrageous show in tight trousers, with silk shirts hanging open. With humorous numbers filled with self-described wailing, the show is everything you could want from a rock n’ roll comedy act.Their songs are varied both in content and inspiration. Many rock anthem numbers permeate the set list, but there are also some impressively emotional slow ballads featuring wolves and even the occasional hip-hop number. The songs are enjoyable and it is easy to see them as stand-alone hits. Through their eloquent lyrics I learned many things, such as to be very careful whom I go kayaking with and why rugby is gay. With much rock posturing on stage and some songs being accompanied by an impressive amount of hip thrusting it is always entertaining, though sometimes uncomfortable. With banter filling the space between numbers, even shameless CD flogging becomes enjoyable. Never have I encountered an act that can so blatantly push their merchandise to the audience and not turn the crowd against them. Their explanation as to why the show is called Caged Heat will leave you chuckling and groaning alternately. An impressive show with glimpses of sheer genius; I am sure these guys are poised for world domination. After all they have a ginger drummer in leopard leggings, what could be better?
