Houses of the holy

Holy Fuck performed what might be called analogue techno. They use a live rhythm section and various jury-rigged devices, including guitar pedals, cheesy keyboards, toy instruments and a 35mm film synchronizer, to create IDM soundscapes. They also move around a fair bit, considering their two most prominent members are working off tabletops.

Brian Borcherdt steps out from behind the film synchronizer for a little audience heart-to-heart.



Not Kevin Lynn, as this post originally stated, but Mike Bigelow, bops around.



Loel concentrates. The tongue helps.



Graham Walsh phones it in.



And gets mellotronic.



Yes, I did take a lot of Bigelow'n'Walsh photos.



Kevin gets bendy.



In the crowd.



Twist action!



Anyway, a few weeks later - August 4th, to be exact - I caught them playing an even hotter set - musically, that is. Holy Fuck had already begun when I walked into Barrymore's at 9:35. Were they better because their analogue techno seemed more at home in a dance club than a high school sports field? Was it because they had founding member Glenn Milchem on drums? Was it because Barrymore's wasn't 35 Celsius under a blazing sun?
As before, their live rhythm section provided a driving beat for Borcherdt and Walsh to surround with the clicking, beeping and clonking sounds of their musical grab bag. Pictures stunk, unfortunately.







They also got a boost from Wolf Parade'’s Hadji Bakara, who showed up to "“help us freak out."

• Show reminder: The Old Soul, Panurge, Run Chico Run perform at Zaphod's.