Saturday night at Latitude. Another festival, another field, and another show-stopping performance from those bouncy Brazilians CSS. Which means another winning mix of weapons-grade disco sarcasm, sloppy-sexy funk and stoopid-kool attitood. Plus an ace cover of L7’s grunge anthem “Pretend We...
Saturday night at Latitude. Another festival, another field, and another show-stopping performance from those bouncy Brazilians CSS. Which means another winning mix of weapons-grade disco sarcasm, sloppy-sexy funk and stoopid-kool attitood.
Plus an ace cover of L7’s grunge anthem “Pretend We’re Dead” and the magnificent “Alcohol”, the best fall-down-drunk party anthem that Shaun Ryder should have written.
Never mind that Lovefoxxx wears the same spangled kaleidoscopic catsuit that she wore at Wireless and Glastonbury. Never mind that she performs the same party trick of sucking in helium from the on-stage balloons before rapping in a Minnie Mouse squeak.
Barely a year on the UK radar and CSS are turning into the ultimate feelgood festival band. They have the four-year-olds and the 40-year-olds dancing. If there was a roof on Latitude, they would have raised it. “That was magical and amazing!” they declare as they leave.
Correct.
Words: Stephen Dalton