[kj] Camden gig review kerrang

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Review by Alexander Milas. in this weeks issue of Kerrang (dated August
30th) 
It Got 5 k's which means CLASSIC, the best score, which is a good score.
Alien Ant Farm got 2 (poor)

KILLING JOKE  
Notting Hill hellions put the fun back in homicide

14.08.03
The Underworld, Camden

"In 2004 everything's gonna get worse!" shrieks an exasperated Jaz Coleman.
It's possible, but in the light of tonight's mood he'll be hard pressed to
find a like mind. He's just spent the last 60 minutes bombarding the room
with enough dire predictions and shit-kicking stomps to make a grown emo kid
stop crying, but the defiant chants of "Joke! Joke! Joke!" call his bluff.

Just an hour ago post-rocking hipsters Carson were churning out
Bush-worshipping swells of catchy, albeit incongruously palatable grooves.
But the almost embarrassing swathe of Killing Joke branded cloth around the
room leaves no doubt as to where the amassing throng's loyalties lie.

As the stage time nears, it's as if  the sweat drenched floor is slowly
warping inward around the stage as people topple over each other to secure a
view. As the lights dim and the torturously awaited assault begins, it seems
as if Killing Joke's 20  years of under-dogged determination is about to pay
off.  Waves of ecstatic Jubilation course through the crowd like sonic
semiconductors as Coleman appears in a spider-emblazoned cloak ; a demented
arm-flailing thespian preaching to a flock of long- converted.

As the doom-laden prophecy of 'War Dance' summons a rapturous frenzy, it's
clear that the response is about far more than pulsing, angular rhythms and
righteous dismay. Tonight in the Underworld's dank, mottled interior,
Killing Joke have arrived.  

Lisa Gannon

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Review by Alexander Milas. in this =
weeks issue of Kerrang (dated August 30th) 
 It Got 5 k's which means CLASSIC, the =
best score, which is a good score. Alien Ant Farm got 2 (poor)

<P><FONT SIZE=3D2 FACE=3D"Arial">KILLING JOKE&nbsp; </FONT>
<BR><FONT SIZE=3D2 FACE=3D"Arial">Notting Hill hellions put the fun =
back in homicide</FONT>
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<P><FONT SIZE=3D2 FACE=3D"Arial">14.08.03</FONT>
<BR><FONT SIZE=3D2 FACE=3D"Arial">The Underworld, Camden</FONT>
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&quot;In 2004 everything's gonna get =
worse!&quot; shrieks an exasperated Jaz Coleman. It's possible, but in =
the light of tonight's mood he'll be hard pressed to find a like mind. =
He's just spent the last 60 minutes bombarding the room with enough =
dire predictions and shit-kicking stomps to make a grown emo kid stop =
crying, but the defiant chants of &quot;Joke! Joke! Joke!&quot; call =
his bluff.

Just an hour ago post-rocking hipsters =
Carson were churning out Bush-worshipping swells of catchy, albeit =
incongruously palatable grooves. But the almost embarrassing swathe of =
Killing Joke branded cloth around the room leaves no doubt as to where =
the amassing throng's loyalties lie.

As the stage time nears, it's as =
if&nbsp; the sweat drenched floor is slowly warping inward around the =
stage as people topple over each other to secure a view. As the lights =
dim and the torturously awaited assault begins, it seems as if Killing =
Joke's 20&nbsp; years of under-dogged determination is about to pay =
off.&nbsp; Waves of ecstatic Jubilation course through the crowd like =
sonic semiconductors as Coleman appears in a spider-emblazoned cloak ; =
a demented arm-flailing thespian preaching to a flock of long- =
converted.

As the doom-laden prophecy of 'War =
Dance' summons a rapturous frenzy, it's clear that the response is =
about far more than pulsing, angular rhythms and righteous dismay. =
Tonight in the Underworld's dank, mottled interior, Killing Joke have =
arrived.&nbsp;

<P><B><FONT COLOR=3D"#000080" SIZE=3D4 FACE=3D"BTMedium">Lisa =
Gannon</FONT></B>
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