London, as we know, is the global epicentre of artistic creativity, and has been since the Fifties tick-tocked into the Sixties, 65 years ago.
In this respect we are the most regenerative city in the world, a creative hub that regularly throws up young, energetic talent in all the major creative pursuits, from music to theatre, from art to dance, and from every modern genre fragmentation in worlds as diverse as DJ culture and poetry, AI design and narcotic experimentation.
There must be something in the water, as the portents of rebellion are always harnessed here before anywhere else.
We are also a great foster city, too, the place where you gravitate should you want to really crack it. Which brings us to Confidence Man, the Australian quartet who moved from Brisbane to Dalston two years ago and who are performing two sold-out gigs at the Brixton Academy this weekend. They have harnessed, skewered and reinvented the idea of euphoric dance music to such an extent that they are officially the Next Big Thing.
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