Biffier than thou

Semi-Mental
Toys, Toys, Toys, Choke, Toys, Toys, Toys
Joy.Discovery.Invention
A Day Of...
Saturday Superhouse
My Recovery Injection
Get Fucked, Stud
Hero Management
57
Wave Upon Wave Upon Wave
Now I'm Everyone
Kids From Kibble and The Fist Of Light
Justboy
Bodies In Flight
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Glitter and Trauma
There's No Such Thing As A Jaggy Snake

Thank you Gerard for this.. angry(!) review;

So, I saw the mighty Biffy tear Manchester a new arsehole Saturday night on the Kerrang tour 2007 and decided to have my second stab at concert reviewing! I should have put this up sooner really but I'm a lazy little Fucker!
As it was part of the Kerrang tour it meant not just the Biffy but a bill crammed full of the hottest talent in Rock music right now... Erm yeah right! First up Iamghost I think the name says it all. I just savoured my pint while the 13 year old girls screamed themselves silly over the make up wearing lead singer screaming about how shit life is. Why don't you just fuck off back to L.A mate! Possibly their only redeeming feature was the relatively (when compared to 4 make up wearing fat male goths!) attractive viloinist who attempted to bring some subtlety and nuance to their bludgeoning onslaught but was buried so far down in the mix as to be inaudible!
So far so . Up next Theaudition. What is it that these bands think is so great about not using spaces in their names?! After about 1 and a half songs I decided it was time to head back to the bar if I was going to survive the night with my sanity intact. Luckily the queue around the bar had increased significantly from my previous visit allowing me to conveniently miss the rest of their set. Phew!
Hitting the stage (quite literally!) next was the Bronx who had no problems enlivening the, up until now, laid back crowd. Their energetic hardcore display made all the more impressive by the fact that their lead singer had royally fucked up his knee on the first night of the tour. Where other bands might have called it a day and limped back to the states this guy was everywhere covering every inch of the Academy's stage as well as finding time to throw himself into the audience, at one point marching straight out into the middle of the pit for an inpromptu meet and greet! Much respect to that man! The Bronx provided easily the highlight of the night so far. Not a difficult task given the shite that had graced the stage before them you might say, but to put just how good their performance was into context, during the break between bands I briefly began to wonder if the mighty Biffy could top such a ferocious display!
All doubts however were removed during the opening note of SemiMental. Whereas my previous attempt at live reviewing, for Snow Patrol, was fairly lucid and attempted to break down the evening and bring some kind of analysis this review will contain no such luxuries. It is all but impossible to describe the feelings I get from an event such as this. As you may or may not know with Biffy now signed to a major label, their first majort label realease due in the spring, 2007 is shaping up to be a very important year for Team Biffy and they are showing absolutely no signs whatsoever of fucking thimgs up. As each new challenge is placed before them they seem to be able to comfortably raise their game, seemingly without breaking a sweat. As it stands I think I can reasonably declare that this was my favourite Biffy concert so far of the innumerable I have been to. Old favourites were greeted with the same rapturous singalongs as ever whilst newer material slipped seemlesly into the set whilst a few dedicated fans were singing along already. Though it seems futile to select favourites from such a stunning set it is impossible to ignore the harsh beauty of new track Get Fucked Stud. The ABSOLUTEFUCKINGBEAST that is 57. The sheer adrenaline rush of Bodies In Flight (which a number of the crowd took a little too literally deciding to take the opportunity for a bit of extreme crowdsurfing, including one girl who's tits landed squarely on my head on her way to the barrier .) None of these however could compare to the encore, by which time I was exhausted. My legs could barely maintain my weight and my lungs were gasping in vain for air yet nothing could wipe the shit eating grin off of my face as I used every last breath in my lungs to scream the refrain from Glitter And Trauma. "You are the human strobe..." Sadly it had to come to an end leaving the crowd baying for more, to the point that I'm seriously considering making the trip to Liverpool for tomorrow's show.
What else is their to say apart from 'Mon The Biffy! Such was my sheer post gig euphoria that even after a 30 minute bus ride from the venue I had still failed to recover my breath or wipe the aforementioned shit eating grin from my face! My housemates were convinced I was drunk or had shagged someone but who needs such base stimulants when you have the power of the Biff. Fuck everythong else it's nights like that I live for people will eventually let you down. Music is gonna be there forever, holding me above the waves.

Deano's Review

'It's been awhile since Biffy Clyro have played to people other than their own disturbingly die-hard fanatics. But with the band's first major-label record on the way a Kerrang! headlining tour was always on the cards.
Supporters I Am Ghost and TheAudition dissopointingly fall into their respective generic categories whilst the ever-increasing-in-popularity The Bronx warm up the crowd with such enthusiasm that screams out 'We're not just here to warm the crowd'. Frontman Matt Caughthran thanks those in attendence for coming and then proseeds to jump on them, egnoring the broken knee he suffered earlier in the tour.
As soon as he hobbles off stage with his bandmates the 'biffy! biffy!' chants begin and 15 minutes later the band grace the stage in darkness to an astounding cheer. The trio play 5 brand new songs with verocity in between old favourites like Justboy, 57 (with an impressive light show) and a personal favourite Toys, toys, toys, choke, toys, toys, toys. The subtle hint to those watching who aren't aware of the old songs is the screaming of every single lyric, drum part and guitar hook involved in the set. Tonight Biffy look like the biggest band in the world. The threesome seem to have a lot more fire in their Scottish bellies, and so they should. The power in their sound has been years in the making. 2007 marks the chance to show it to the world.'