Forget flashy costumes, acrobatic dance routines, cutesy nicknames and cinematic music videos, All Saints were the rough, ready, edgy and cool girl band of the 90s (sorry Spice Girl fans).
The badass quartet inspired kids of the decade to drag their ever-so patient parents to army surplus stores across the country in a bid to recreate their sassy combat look of cargo trousers and layered camisoles. They reclaimed the string vest back from cartoon lager-swigging louts and inspiring an era of wardrobe palettes that stretched from khaki to well, a slightly darker shade of khaki.
It was also the age when it was perfectly acceptable for secondary school kids to sing about ringing up for a Bootie Call in the playground and no one thought a thing of it. Oh what simpler times, we all cry.
Simpler times that were about 15 millions years ago according to Shaznay Lewis, who once again proved herself to be the pipes of the foursome, as the 40-something ‘girl’ group pulled out 90 minutes of full band-backed class to what can only be described as a very mixed crowd at Rock City last night.
Groups of friends, couples… lone gents taking a very attentive look at what the lasses were wearing (it wasn’t cargo pants this time round but sequins, sparkles and black trousers, as you didn’t ask) and a few very enthusiastic super-fans, who at one point were even sobbing in awe at being in the presence of the Saints.
If opener Bootie Call (can’t remember what I had for dinner yesterday but apparently can remember every word of that banger) hadn’t reassured fans enough Shaznay confirmed that the night would be one of nostalgia, new tunes and “lots and lots of fun”.
They delivered on all three fronts.
The new songs the ‘girls’ introduced almost apologetically – but presumably they need some respite from singing Lady Marmalade on repeat for 20 years.
The fun came in the form of jams with the band, bants with the crowd and an hour and half of dance moves that swayed from the professional to the ‘good on mum as she gets involved at a wedding’.
But of course it was the hits the 30-something-going-on-11-something audience had shelled out the £35 to hear and the Saints played a blinder in using their full backing band to really ramp up the refreshed renditions of Never Ever and Under The Bridge.
It may well have been millions and millions of years since they were chart staples but the Saints certainly still know where it’s at.
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