Tonight was a three-band bill at the Red Devil. The opening and headlining acts were unremarkable — the former simply wasn’t very good, and the latter had a huge album in the nineties that I didn’t buy. The middle act was Peluka, and they stole the night. They sound like Interpol, if Interpol were less into Joy Division and more into Echo and the Bunnymen. The singer has a fantastic voice, naturally a baritone but with the upper range of a tenor, rich and resonant. The lead guitarist has a gorgeous, shimmery tone, and the rhythm section pushes back against the songs in an almost frictive way. I think that, with a bit of managerial direction, these guys could find an audience much larger than maybe they know right now. I’m eager to hear their next EP, which they’re apparently finishing in LA at the moment with Mark Needham. Check ’em out …