Posts Tagged ‘Fehm’

FEHM – ” Hand To Mouth “

Posted: March 26, 2018 in MUSIC
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Fehm have been together for just under a year and they already sound mightily pissed off – but not in the slacker – ‘can’t be arsed’ kind of way.  They started off as a 3 piece with Paul on vocals, Amy on bass and Chris on drums, Darren (synth) and Ben (guitar) joined late last year and this has seen the band take a turn into darker, more brooding, synth led, post punk.

Their sound has a tangible visceral sense of righteous anger and simmering fury.  Their songs, we are told are based around themes of desperation, unemployment, anxiety and the urban decay of 21st century Britain, all of which will be showcased on their forthcoming debut EP Animal Skin, released April.

As well as post punk angst, surfing a wave of choppy guitars and dystopian synths there’s also a brooding sense of gothic menace on lead track ‘Hand To Mouth’  Imagine perhaps Bauhaus minus the pretension, theatricality and ill-advised trousers.  The key to the band’s sound is the  strident stentorian vocals and savage delivery of frontman Paul Riddle, which on occasion conjure up the spectre of Curtis/ Eldritch

‘Hand To Mouth’ provides a compelling snapshot of the seething anger, dissatisfaction and exasperation at life in Britain during, what are now known as  ‘the austerity years.’

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FEHM – ” Eyes Full “

Posted: June 11, 2015 in MUSIC
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Fehm from Leeds, well, what can I say? They, like an intoxicating elixir after a shit day, went down an absolute fuckin’ treat at Live at Leeds this year , Frontman Paul Riddle (a perfect surname for the gothic menace emitted in their set) and his troupe offered the most fitting prelude; with Riddle, wielding the mic rather than holding it, pacing the stage like a man possessed occasionally returning to a solitary synth to spew out sounds I can only liken to Transylvanian myth. Baring that in mind, I wouldn’t be surprised at all if FEHM draw a lot of influence from ‘Bela Lugosi’s Dead’ architects Bauhaus.’

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This Leeds four piece FEHM are fronted by a pacing madman and are the best thing I’ve seen in so long. Sickly sharp lyrics sting like a slap and are paired with 1950s sic-fi style synth, a soothing compliment to the pounding baselines that string together this kaleidoscopic masterpiece. ‘Macrocosm’ is a menacing three minutes of prickly post punk, an un-ignorable offering to the ever flourishing local music scene and one of many more to come I’m sure. Towards the end of their set a girl faints, the reason is unknown, but for the sake of keeping things interesting we’ll say it is because the band were just that good.