- David Pollock
- 30 October 2008
Limbo at the Voodoo Rooms, Edinburgh, Thu 16 Oct
While definitions of what might count as a good local band are varied, there are three broad categories: the ones who fly out from under the radar to astonish with their skill and ingenuity; the ones who perfectly sum up a period of time in their home city’s scene without threatening to break out from it; and those who do neither, but still reek of impending success if handled in the right way. The Fusiliers fall into the latter category.
The Edinburgh quintet offer unreconstructed AOR thrills of the first degree, which isn’t necessarily a bad thing. Perhaps the snobberies of the local scene will never place them amidst the premier league of flavours of the month, but that wouldn’t mean much if a hopeful A&R man and a big budget production job one day shower songs like ‘Days’ and ‘Oh Su’ in Q-based comparisons to Snow Patrol or even U2.
As it is, their sound’s still a bit too unrefined, while singer Gaz’s delivery and suit jacket-and-jeans are rather uncomfortably reminiscent of Bryan Adams. His voice is strong, though, and all the materials are there to eventually offer some kind of mainstream success.