Friday night. It’s been a long week. You want to boogie. What band do you go and see? I think my experience last Friday at the Exchange, watching the Correspondents, may have solved that age-old problem.
Step forward Mr. Bruce and DJ Chucks, the duo that make up this dance, electro troupe. Formed back in 2007, they have been hitting up everywhere people want to dance the night away and you can see why. Big bass, sweet rifts and more swing than an Andy Murray forehand.Don’t just do Zumba anymore, listen to these folks and you’ll be sweating buckets after minutes.
Packed into the venue and after a fair while of waiting they arrived on stage, going from ‘Fear & Delight’, into ‘Inexplicably High’ before playing ‘Tonight’ and then leading into their first hit ‘What Happened In Soho’. There was no let up, as Mr. Bruce cracked some ostentatious moves on stage, many of us didn’t know were possible. He never stopped dancing and in turn nor did the crowd.
The group played their upcoming single ‘Apocalypse’ which went down a treat before playing some dirty jungle beats as they finished the set with a crowd surf before posing with fans after for pictures with everyone in great spirits.
The Correspondents may not be a household name, but they should be. Their music is fun, a bit out there and on first listen you might not feel they are for you...until you realise you are humming their tune a few days later and addicted to their Spotify playlist. As for a night out, it’s got to rank as one of the best you can have. Hailed as the “Kings of Hip-hop swing” their stage presence, combined with their flamboyant jumpsuits and bustin-moves means they are the perfect fix for ending a hard week, setting you up for the perfect weekend.
Many bands you see for a second time leave you with a distinct lack of feeling satisfied. You remember how good they were the first time you saw them and naturally compare their set. That cannot be said for The Correspondents. Having seen them now at Glastonbury and the Exchange, I cannot recommend them enough.