19:30 – 20:00 Leeroy Thornhill
20:00 – 20:30 Vatican DC
20:30 – 21:15 Eddie Temple Morris
21:15 – 23:00 The Prodigy
23:00 – Curfew
Review by Mark Wyles from Stevenage England:
"Went to the brixton gig last night fucking awesome wake up call kicked it off the crowd went fucking nuts i was at the front at this time next was their law fucking great track live then was warning what a tune fantastic performance from keith spitfire was next i was getting knackered and sweating my bollox of already i think girls was next great mix at this time i was to fucked to stay at the front so i went the bar to get some water
Breathe was next great performance from both then a new tune that was quite slow and loads of bass keith and maxim on stage both giving it then action radar mix started playing really good build up then the new mix of fire starter was played really good nice to hear a fresh mix of it. then hot ride played really good and hard beats. then take you back to school played fantastic tune maxim and liam having loads of contact with each other in this tune looking over at each other fantastic. then the way it is was played putting in a few samples of thriller in it great beats and bass then mindfields great performance from maxim really giving it all he had
They then went of stage for a couple of minutes if that came back on and played poison which was a great mix the drummer was putting in loads then release yo delf prodigy mix was played then the drummer and liam were playing cool beats that went really well
Then it just kicked in to smbu the crowd were going nuts for this last tune great gig prodigy were fantastic. then it was time to go fucking busy
Review by Michael Hubbard:
Their first full tour since 1997 and Prodigy set about reclaiming their techno-rock-rave-punk space from the opening bars of Wake Up, from this summer’s Always Outnumbered, Never Outgunned.
“It’s been too fucking long!” yelled co-front man Maxim, tonight sporting a fetching frilly PVC dress. The audience at this first of Prodigy’s two dates at the Brixton Academy yelled their agreement – various side projects have distracted the leading members. The new record appeared sans the vocal talents of either Maxim or co-MC Keith Flint, as main man Liam Howlett opted instead for such luminaries as Liam Gallagher and Juliette Lewis.
But tonight, something like normal service was resumed as everyone’s favourite spiky-haired suburban firestarter was back on stage alongside Maxim. Keith Flint is looking a little portly these days, but he’s lost none of his considerable stage presence as a front man par excellence. He still resembles an angry demon delighting in having stolen a Corn Flakes packet from your kitchen table.
Behind them both, secure in his fortress of keyboards, Howlett let rip with Prodigy’s trademark dirty synth noises over thumping bass. A drummer added extra beats to stage right, with a guitarist stage left – but neither Miss Lewis or Mr Gallagher were in evidence.
The headliners, presumably not wanting to appear to rely on their back catalogue, didn’t air much from the first two albums, but a notable exception was Poison, which sounded as good now as it did a decade ago. Tracks from the new album were interspersed with some lovehandles from The Fat Of The Land.
Breathe predictably rocked the house from floor to ceiling, and the balcony trembled, while Firestarter had young converts and longtime fans alike bouncing in the aisles as Flint snarled and jumped about. Such was the pace that Maxim leant against walls and even appeared to sit down at one point.
Of the new material, the singles Spitfire and Hotride were easy to learn and kept the set slamming along. But there was a palpable drop in energy levels from the audience during some of the most recent stuff – maybe Always Outnumbered’s tracks need time to find their fans and bed in to their consciousness.
A short encore featured set closer Smack My Bitch Up, before the tempo wound down and the house lights snapped on. Albeit a little slower and plumper around the edges, Prodigy are back – and they’re still a visceral visual experience pedalling some of the most infectious dance numbers anywhere.
Review by neko:
And the story continues… Friday is a rather big and stressful day for me. It starts by getting back home from Birmingham at 3am, then about 2 or 3h of sleep and straight to work in the morning. I’ve got my work team’s x-mas lunch today, which not only includes drinking from 1pm onwards, but despite my fragile state I’m also responsible to organise this whole thing for over 30 people, provide the entertainment and have little speeches, so I need even more drinks for courage. By 5pm we relocate into a pub and at about 8.30pm, after 7h of drinking it finally strikes me that I need to go to Brixton, NOW!
When I finally rush into the sold out Brixton Academy in south London, the band are already halfway through Wake Up Call. I make my way towards the front, and all I remember from the 90 minutes after that is jumping around like a mad woman to what seems to be the best gig ever. The setlist appears to be pretty much the same one as in Birmingham last night and I’m even conscious enough to notice that the Firestarter Intro has unfortunately gone. This is bad, but it’s been replaced with an Action Radar fill, instrumental but with the female Ping Pong Bitches vocals. Ohhhhh, very teasing not giving us the full thing, I’m loving the fill though!
All in all an amzing show and such a good evening. Yeah!
1. Wake Up Intro
2. Wake Up Call
3. Their Law
7. Dead Ken Beats
8. Girls / More Girls
10. Hotride (El Batorix Mix)
11. Back 2 Skool
12. The Way It Is
15. Method Beats
16. Smack My Bitch Up