The Last Internationale were formed in NYC by singer Delila Paz and guitarist Edgey Pires back in 2008. Their socially conscious protest songs garnered the attention of Rage Against The Machine guitarist Tom Morello, who subsequently introduced them to drummer Brad Wilk. Their debut album ‘We Will Reign’ was released on Epic in 2004, it was produced by Brendan O’Brien and Brendan Benson and featured Wilk on drums.

The album led to tours with the likes of Robert Plant and The Who, the band gained a cult following and a reputation for energetic, crowd-pleasing live shows. Currently on the road supporting the release of their brand new, independently released third album ‘Running For A Dream’, The Last Internationale return to the UK as part of their extensive European tour, and to the Brudenell Social Club in Leeds for the first time.

York rockers The Black Skies are riding high on the release of their newest single, a cover of Nina Simone’s ‘Feeling Good’ and playing The Brudenell for the first time, less than 12 months since they became a 5-piece band.

The room is filling up as they take to the stage and their soulful, metallic-tinged rock sounds mighty in my favourite venue. Dressed all in black, shades and a cowboy hat ever present, singer James Handley sticks to the mic stand like it’s his best friend. I get menacing, rooted-to-the-spot Layne Stayley vibes in his delivery and those powerful, soulful vocals are as spot on as the recorded versions.

Flanked by animated guitarists Luke Falkingham and Benny Sheldon, and with bassist Michael and powerhouse drummer Tom holding down the backbeat, the band sound massive and way tighter than they should do at this stage of their career. And they also have the songs. From the contemporary and commercial first single ‘Unchained’ onto the bluesy earworm ‘Save My Soul’ and last single ‘Come And Get Me’, they show maturity and diversity in their songwriting and a knack for a catchy chorus or two.

They are pretty good at making covers their own as well. They take Hellbound Glory’s swampy ‘Sun Valley Blues’ and give it some 70’s riff rock treatment that Aerosmith or even Zep would be proud of. And ending with latest single ‘Feeling Good’ leaves those who are unacquainted with the band a taste of something familiar but given the Black Skies treatment.

A local band that are growing in confidence with every gig and have that certain something that makes them stand out from the competition. If they keep going the way they are, who knows where it will take them.

Who the hell are Taipei Houston, you may well ask. Well, I certainly did before this gig. A bit of internet digging later, and it turns out the 2-piece bass and drum combo are brothers named Ulrich, yes that Ulrich. But they don’t make a big deal about their heritage, and no, they sound nothing like Metallica.

That said, drummer Myles is a demon behind the kit. With his brother Layne handling vocals and fuzzy bass duties, the duo make a remarkable and pretty unique noise. Part Royal Blood, part White Stripes, their schizophrenic music is like Rush on crack with breakbeats all over the shop.

I don’t know any of their songs but there are more time signatures and stop/start moments than The Mars Volta in their prime, I mean, its verging on jazz…maybe its jazz metal? To be honest, I can’t take my eyes off that drummer and what he’s actually doing, is he playing it straight or improvising? Is he making it up as he goes along? Whatever’s going on, it’s certainly original, the only drawback is that it all ends up sounding the same.

I don’t know if I could handle a full album of that stuff, no disrespect to Layne, but I feel they are lacking a singer and could be a killer power trio with the right guy. That said, their instrumental version of The Beatles ‘Eleanor Rigby’ was insane! A cracking live band that are well worth checking out if they come your way.

Gil Scott-Heron’s ‘The Revolution Will Be Not Be Televised’ plays through the PA, signaling the arrival of The Last Internationale on to the stage at The Brudenell. Guitarist Edgey is immediately at the front bashing his fists on his Les Paul, goading the crowd, while singer Delila, looking very rock n’ roll in a silver one-piece cat suit, takes straight to the mic as the band kick in with ‘Killing Fields’.

There’s an immediacy to the performance from the off and a crackling energy that fills the room. With the addition of a bassist, the band are now a 4 piece, giving Delila the freedom to devote full attention to performance, and my how that girl can work a crowd. The rhythm section are tight as you like, and the focus is on the singer and guitarist as they work that certain magic that only seasoned touring musicians can. With its chanting refrain ‘Life, Liberty and The Pursuit of Indian Blood’ is the ideal fodder to get the crowd worked up and the duo know it. Edgey punches his fist into the air with passion to incite crowd response and you believe every word that comes from Delila’s mouth. 2 songs in and if you aren’t completely sold by this band already, then you maybe should’ve stayed at home. There’s a reason why that first gig I witnessed 8 years ago still sticks in my mind, and why I still follow The Last Internationale’s every move.

The high energy newer material such as ‘Hero’ and ‘1984’ fit well with the older tunes and it’s not until they wheel out the keyboard for the emotive ‘Soul On Fire’ that the crowd and band get a chance to rest. The jammed-out version is extended as Delila sits down and takes her piano-led soul music to new heights. Mid-song she moves away from the piano and sings acapella about Nina Simone, seemingly going off on a tangent and singing free form, shouting “Nina Simone!” at the crowd and stamping her feet in unison to hit home the passion, the soul and the message. She has the whole room in the palm of her hand and I’m sure you could hear a pin drop during that performance.

The band delivers like any classic 70s rock band you have ever seen footage of. Delila coming on like Juliette Lewis meets Patti Smith, spinning and turning, having the time of her life as Edgey pulls all the cool rock poses behind her, bashing 7 shades of shit out of his guitar.

Towards the end of the set, Delila straps on the bass for early career single ‘Wanted Man’. Edgey motions to the crowd to clap as she plays that pumping bass groove, getting more crowd interaction with the “whoo-hoo’s”. Another defining moment of the set.

Extended set closer ‘1968’ sees Delilah jumping into the crowd and getting everybody to crouch down on the floor as she takes the song right down. I saw her do a similar thing at the main stage of Ramblin Man Fair a few years back, festival crowds or 300 capacity clubs, it makes no difference, the same delivery and the same reaction. I like it when an artist makes the audience part of the show, and The Last Internationale have become masters of the craft over the years. It ends with a stage invasion as the singer invites all those who want to come up and dance to do it.

The Last Internationale are a world-class act that deserves more recognition. As a live band they are up there with the best, pretty untouchable in my opinion. Like their heroes Woody Guthrie and Bob Dylan, they have something to say and the fact that they are now doing this independently is a testament to their passion and the message they are preaching to all who will listen as they take it around the globe. 

In an age of extortionate stadium gig prices for over-the-hill bands, tonight was all about 3 excellent bands for £15, one who already have festival crowds in the palm of their hands and two who represent the grassroots bands of the future, all are the artists we need to be supporting before live music becomes a thing of the past.

Author: Ben Hughes

Photo credit to; Mimi Cullen, NI Studios