King Khan and The Shrines is what would happen if you stuck Captain Beefheart, James Brown and Little Richard in blender with a shaman, a seventies Bollywood heartthrob and a splash of the Brian Jonestown Massacre. King Khan strides on stage wearing a cream flared suit, a native American headdress and a shark tooth necklace. Judging by his rip-roaring performance he has also summoned the voodoo gods of funk, soul, garage, punk and kitsch.
King Khan is blessed with boundless energy and the rare ability to whip a crowd into a frenzy. The music is a heady mixture of all the best stuff with a splash of Khan's own personal panache. He's backed by the mighty Shrines, an 11-piece band including a blinding horns section, a drummer who has played with Curtis Mayfield, Ike and Tina and Stevie Wonder and a French maverick on the organ who has been known to climb on top of his instrument and teeter precariously above the crowd.
The set list includes a 'psychedelic erotic gospel' song about swimming inside a vagina, a rousing homage to transsexuals entitled I Want to be a Girl and as an encore, a belting cover of Suicide's Ghostrider.
Last night King Khan and the Shrines made Cargo shake with sheer magnitude of their performance. It's a unique and unmissiable show (albeit one not recommended for those easily offended or people of a nervous disposition). All hail King Khan and the Shrines!
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