The Razz: Live Reviews: Do Me Bad Things Venue, Edinburgh, April 5.

Byline: John Kelly 

ON the face of it, the brilliantly named Do Me Bad Things are cut from the same cloth as every other Eighties poodle-rock tribute act aboutIt's good fun, but when we've had the likes of the Darkness (who they share a label with) and Electric Six doing the rounds, do we really need anyone else to help us party like it's 1985?

As the gig goes on, though, you can't help but be won over by the refreshing differences in the DMBT sound. Fair enough, they love the odd screaming guitar solo, but that's no surprise considering how the guys in the band all look like your typical rock nerds.

But with three very different vocalists taking turns on their own and all together, it's like watching three groups in one. And with a trio of backing singers adding fiery gospel harmonies, you get so much more variety from song to song.

When Mark Woods is singing, for example, it's like Joe Cocker fronting Kiss, whereas the altogether more camp Nicolai Prowse looks like Joaquin Phoenix in makeup and sings like Placebo's Brian Molko.

When Chantal Brown steps out from behind her backing singer's mic to take over on the loosely connected What's My Demographic and That's My Demographic, though, she's the revelation of the night, a soulful diva whose voice crackles with an exciting fire. This is a band surely going places fast