[dropcap style=”font-size:100px; color:#992211;”]Y[/dropcap]ou’d think butter wouldn’t melt, watching two befringed young females padding innocuously through the crowd on a schoolnight at The Garage in Islington.
Oh but how wrong can you be. These chicks were in fact The Pearl Harts, a tenacious, rock hungry duo opening the show for Kagoule.
When these girls took the stage you kind of got the feeling they could tie knots in cherry stalks with their tongues.
Two words sum up their performance: fucking outstanding.
The Pearl Harts really are a must-see act, but listener beware. As I watched I remembered something someone once said…
“If you like to see beautiful girls driving fast sports cars breaking joculatory-looking he-men men’s’ spines…buhh”.
Photos by Carl Byron Batson. Not to be reproduced without prior permission.
Photographer, published poet, former party animal, body builder, grave robber
to the stars and renowned chainsaw juggler, Carl can often be spotted on his
Harley Davidson pretending to be in Terminator 2. He is also frequently seen in
the press pits of old London town, camera in hand, avoiding being hit by bottles
of wee and crippling his opposition with secret Kung Fu moves.
