sound like a troupe of Gen Z Frank Zappas trying to make the best of a bad trip. Sometimes they’ll assault you with horns and drum solos, other times they’ll serenade you with gorgeous guitars and keys, but they’ll never bore you. Every black midi song is a self-contained multiverse, moving through seemingly dozens of genres and suites and emotions in the span of a few minutes. And while their follow-up, Cavalcade, ditched the song-writing-via-jamming approach, it’s no less a thrilling ride.
That was certainly the case on their 2019 Mercury Prize–nominated debut, Schlagenheim, a testament to the spirit of improvisation. To listen to a song by Georgie and his also-23-year-old bandmates Cameron Picton and Morgan Simpson is to never be able to guess what’s going to come next. It’s perhaps a too-neat metaphor for black midi’s music, but it certainly fits. In a good fight, you never know when it’s going to end.” “It’s nonstop-you can never take your eyes off of it. “You never can really tell what’s going to happen in a fight, and that’s why I love it,” Greep says via Zoom in June. He says he does so partly because there’s an unpredictability to it he admires: A single blow can leave best-laid plans unconscious on the canvas in a puddle of sweat and blood. The diminutive 23-year-old Greep regularly devours old fights, studying the art form and experiencing the sport in all of its beauty and brutality.
It’s perhaps unexpected from the frontman of a band like black midi-the rowdy young London trio who turn free jazz and prog rock into anarchistic outbursts-but Geordie Greep loves boxing.
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