We can all admit that some things are best left in the 90’s where they belong, (yes I’m looking at you Take That) but Birmingham based four-piece Superfood are reviving the greatest part of the not long forgotten era. With anthemic choruses reminiscent of the best Supergrass and The Charlatans days, the indie-pop band are managing to create music that has all of the raw excitement and inclusive material that made the Britpop era one of the finest decades.
With that being said, Superfood are not to be mistaken for compiling unoriginality, as debut album, Don’t Say That, is packed full of sun drenched dreamy hits, and vibrating energising numbers that propel them into fresher territories with an addictive contemporary hue. With support coming in the form of grunge inspired Black Honey and massive “ones to watch” Yak, both acts managed to successfully churn the crowd into a pre sweaty frenzy.
A few solitude bubbles drifted into the venue as reverbing guitar licks warbled against the swirling visual backdrop, spurring the already strong leigone of 300+ teenage fans, as Superfood walked onto stage to a heroes welcome. Opening their packed full 13 tracked setlist, the infectious ‘You Can Believe’ blared out and frontman Dom Gandeterton chanted “Want to believe, want to get out” with urgent expression. ‘Bubbles’ followed, with its ruthless guitar riffs and its raucuas tempo change that had the crowd fizzing two tracks in. The not-played-enough album track ‘Pallasades’ was up next, followed by the ever popular ‘Melting’.
“Believe it or not we have an album out, and this is the last song on it, it’s called ‘Like A Daisy’” announced Ganderton, as the under-the-arches venue was bathed in an orange light, and the glorious hook was catnip to the dancing revellers. Don’t Say That really underlines the bands musical capabilities, as bass lines from a captivating grungey Emily Barker shimmered with a foot stomping quality. ‘Mood Bomb’ was an inarguable highlight, with its more hazy trippy psychedelic feel and wave after wave of woozy guitar hooks.
Monochromatic vintage VHS visuals tore across the backdrop as the anthemic ‘Right On Satellite’ hummed with its distinctive richness. “Thank you so much for being here, I hope you’ve all had a great fucking time. This songs about not having plans” grins Ganderton as he brawls, “I can never sleep without the TV on” accompanied by half the room chanting back to him to thrash-happy track ‘TV’.
The ridiculously brilliant ‘Lily For Your Pad To Rest On’ was played for a well-deserved encore, followed by the bands trademark ‘Superfood’, with its self-indulgent charm as the distant high pitched echo’s of “Superfood, Superfood” could be heard singing well after the band left the stage.