FOR quarter of a century, Newport alternative rockers Feeder have adorned playlist after playlist collated by exasperated teenagers, angry at something that they don’t really understand. Their songs have continually found relevance across generations of fans with the likes of smash hit ‘Buck Rodgers’ and ‘Just the Way I’m Feeling’ firm favourites, whether it be pre-drinking before a frenzied session out on the piss, or wishing the only contact you had from the world was the headphones that connect up to your CD player, player, player.
And this is what the atmosphere within Southampton’s Guildhall was. It was a procession of 25-years spent flicking between euphoria and desolation – a Feeder trademark.
‘Another Day On Earth’, the last track on last year’s return to form album ‘All Bright Electric’, sets the tone. Menace, aggression – it was a hark back to those early days angrily strolling around the deflated Welsh streets. These new tracks demonstrate a darker energy that has seen the band reinvent its sound to shy away from the “lazy” journalistic similarities between them and Coldplay. Quite right too.
Soon the group were in full swing. Battering numbers such as ‘Renegades’ and ‘Lost & Found’ puncturing nods to their latest album. And it was these nods to the past that got the Southampton faithful bouncing.
‘Come Back Around’ – an instant dose of 00s nostalgia, that still retained its coolly versed, chugging guitars and nagging Grant Nicholas passages of delicious Dave Grohl murmurs – and the solid ‘Paperweight’ were reassuring sounds to the audience, who in themselves were a mashup of 90s kids keen to remember the past and 10s kids who just want out of it.
It was complete with their aforementioned smash hits resounding throughout the venue. And for the majority there who witnessed the rocking ecstasy of ‘Just a Day’, we were all reminded of exactly how far this outfit has come.
Against the varying stages of conflicting emotions, Feeder remain true to exactly what their mission was back in 1992. Get rowdy, get angry and get fucking even.
Words by Clive Hammond