The Men That Will Not Be Blamed for Nothing + IDestroy
Tuesday 20th March 2018
Live Rooms, Chester
Please do accept my humble apologies for the delay, good sirs and ladies – one has had a considerable amount of business to attend to before this esteemed review of the above musical personages could be completed. I’ve been drinking gin, mostly.
Way back in March, I was indeed fortunate enough to witness a spectacle unlike any other in this historic town of Chester. The Live Rooms: performance theatre hall, proprietor unknown, was the establishment in question; wherein I did encounter a motley band of anarchists known as The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing.
And what an encounter I did experience, dear reader. Not since that time the circus arrived through town parading an ungodly assortment of freaks and oddities (a Mr Merrick included, no less) have I seen such debauchery.
First of all, the audience and I were entertained by three young ladies, though unlike any other maidens one could classify as such; the wonderful IDestroy. They were excellent purveyors of the art form known as “punk rock”, wielding mighty instruments that wrought tuneage both aggressive yet delightful. 
I am sure that these estimable young ladies will not begrudge an old fool such as myself in proclaiming that they could not, or indeed should not, be considered “wall flowers”. IDestroy possessed astonishing songs that proved highly enjoyable; energetic and confidently performed.
A most invigorating start to the evening’s proceedings; one can only ponder: “Why is there not more of this sort of thing readily available”? Good show, indeed.
And so, our humble headline act claimed the theatre stage, and began a relentless musical bombardment that would be heard across the distant lands of the Empire’s colonies. The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing were indeed a sight and sound to behold.
Modern listeners may be forgiven for assuming they have witnessed a grown up edition of successful children’s entertainment Horrible Histories, yet with added ferocious guitars. Though the message within the music is not hidden, the glorious racket TMTWNBBFN portray is fine entertainment, even for those straight into the workhouse with no pretension of education.
The band had mischievousness in abundance; so whilst regaling the gathered revellers with mirth were able to determine their stage presence in a manner unlike any other I have before encountered. 
This, dear reader, is what I believe has been classified as “steampunk” – and what a jolly riot it was. A cacophony of history, politics and humour accompanied by pulverising rock music – the perfect soundtrack to a evening on the gin in a Whitechapel boozer.
Afterward I departed for my carriage, grinning like a buffoon and clutching a new “record” to play on my phonograph.
With sincere thanks to all concerned, etc. etc.
Find out more about The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing here.
Find out more about IDestroy here.
The Live Rooms website is here.
Thanks to Lynda Rowlands for the brilliant live photos!
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