Stepping down into the basement of Retro Bar, I notice a distinct lack of people. There’s room enough to swing a lion let alone a cat. Yet as the very name ‘Capulet’ is announced, people seem to creep out of the woodwork and materialise in front of the stage area - which means that only the first row could probably see them. Even through the forest of nodding heads and the odd flailing limb, the music is enough to make me take notice. A hint of a guitar being strummed peeps out of the amps with an obvious connection to bands such as Mogwai and 65 Days of Static. The lack of a vocalist leaves the musicians plenty of room to bend and break the instruments as melody and rhythm fold over each other in delicious swathes. Their music is beautifully thoughtful and also jarringly intelligent - Obviously a band in its youth, hopefully even more stage presence will arrive with their experience.
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