Live Review: Giuda
Venue: London Lexington
Italians’ rock gets lost in translation.
If you didn’t know better, you might assume you’ve stumbled upon a bunch of mechanics pretending to be 70s rock heroes during their lunch break. A grinning, bouncing singer in a boiler suit punches the air to almighty greaser riffs, while a plaid-clad backing band churn out chant-rock tunes indebted to Quo, ZZ Top and AC/DC, in which girls in tight blue jeans still stand beside something called a ‘record machine’.