The Ting Tings
The Ting Tings
King Tut's, Glasgow
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WITH eclectic, hand-printed items from her new retro fashion label on sale at the merch desk, Katie White is assured of a second career if life with the Ting Tings doesn't work out.
But given that the Salford duo are still attracting excited crowds six years after the music industry stopped paying attention, it doesn't look as though she will be hanging up her guitar any time soon. With three albums worth of material from which to choose, it's a surprisingly short set, but one that seamlessly blends smash hits Shut Up and Let Me Go and That's Not My Name with the more sophisticated disco-funk of this year's Super Critical.
New songs Only Love and Communication sound much stronger than they do on the album, and like they belong somewhere far more hedonistic than an indie club on a Wednesday night; and although lead single Do It Again takes a while to get going once its infectious sound grooves its way into the brain it's hard to shake.
Still it's the oldies that get the biggest reaction from the crowd, whether deservedly or not.
It seems there are at least 100 people in Glasgow who still know all the words to that song off of the iPod advert, although everything about it is horrible, from the awkward-white-girl rapping to the synthetic vinyl squeak at the end.
Great DJ gets an appropriately feverish response - to be fair, if you don't feel "the drums … the drums" right down in your bones you are probably dead - while Give It Back, on which Jules De Martino also gets the chance to sing, is a big brash rocker with tonnes of attitude.