Music

Fat-Suit, Stereo, Glasgow

Rob Adams

FOUR STARS

There's a buzz circulating about Fat-Suit and it's one that's been well-earned. Just getting this rugby team, numbers-wise, of a band with busy individual schedules into the same room is an achievement in itself but over the past year they've also organised a work load including numerous domestic festivals and a European tour that took them into Ukraine, where they lifted local spirits dampened by personal losses in a war zone. Evidence of the latter can be seen on YouTube.

Back home on Tuesday they created the sort of occasion that people clearly want to be part of, a veritable Mardi Gras, appropriately enough, their very own Fat-Suit Fat Tuesday to officially launch their second album, Jugaad. It's a sun-bright, pulsating blast of energy, tempered by mood changes that offer quietude and repose between an insistent rhythmical bounce and earworm-like melodies and motifs carried on brass and strings. In person these qualities are magnified.

There's much that's celebratory about this music, a comingling of genres where the sort of heavy metal bebop that the Brecker Brothers once tore into with force majeure blossoms from decidedly romantic Scottish fiddle refrains and tricky-dicky, utterly in synch guitar, bass and keys riffing energises exploratory blowing on trombone, saxophone or flugelhorn. Air guitar buffs also get a good few chances to scratch their midriffs as high octane plectrum and string manipulation adds to the ferment.

It's possibly the sheer togetherness that Fat-Suit has developed that thrills the most, though. That and the new material worked up since Jugaad's recording suggesting that the band might be just getting started. Watch this space - it's going to be an experience.