Deadpan, demented and genre-mangled, Sorry have written an avant-garde set of incredible songs. Performing fifteen of them last night at Dingwall’s to a rapt audience, Sorry prove why there doesn’t need to be a consistent mosh pit at a live show for a band to show that they’re something extraordinary. 

Hanging on Sorry’s every note, the crowd tonight is sombre and brooding, breaking into a mosh pit on only a few occasions, but - faces bathed in red light - united in awe at the avant-garde gravitas of the evening.

Sorry - consisting of Asha, Louis, Campbell and Lincoln, and formerly known as Fish - are a group that have wriggled free of any sort of accurate categorisation. Their sounds jerk from grunge, to hip hop mixtape, to rock and back again.

On ‘Starstruck’, heavier bass sounds are amped up for the live show, feeding into the doomy ‘evil’ side to the good/evil dichotomy that is reflected in tonight’s merchandise (devil horns and halos). During its grungy bridge, Asha stands in a heavenly ray of light, a moment of innocence amongst the disarray. 

Coming on stage to an eerie, blurred version of ‘What A Wonderful World’, the North London band proceed to put on an equally eerie, blurred set of demented songs that orchestrate a scene of sombre brilliance. New single ‘Jealous Guy’ spins out amongst the green light, unfolding that k-hole energy present in so many of their tunes.

2017 single ‘Wished’ receives the most delighted reaction of the night, the sharp, dream-like guitar descending into a chaotic breakdown that unravels even further to the edges of completely falling apart. AA-Side ‘Lies’ finishes the evening off with a dark, ecstatic bang, leaving the crowd to brood on the evening, and to hope to hell those unreleased tunes come soon.