- Punk magnetism
With their sleeves rolled up, Fontaines D.C. are about to teach us a lesson. These five young Irish lads, bottle-fed on post-punk counter-culture, carry aloft the banner of working-class heroes. With the typical phlegm of the Irish, Grian Chatten walks the stage, fag in mouth, like a caged lion, until he explodes and vents his spleen. Their angry rock whips up a froth on the Guinness and is frenetic, expeditious and deafeningly clammy. On the border between punk and rock, these heirs of Joy Division or The Strokes impose their uncompromising programme: loss of voice and hangovers.