Roy Foster (Vocals) finds himself at odds with the tail end of the Warehouse scene, having had two years of partying he came to the conclusion that he couldn't take any more bleeps and set off on a quest to put his vocal talents to better use.
Tony Foster (lead guitar) finds himself stranded amidst a spandex-sprayed, straggly-haired Rock'n'Roll freak scene. Alone in appreciating the blossoming English sounds of the era (Stone Roses, Mondays etc.), he returned to England to get back to his roots. Discovering brother Roy of a similar state of mind they begin to concoct a plan.
Kev Bales (drummer) finds himself dissatisfied by a hardcore scene that's rapidly disappearing up it's own arse, and turns elsewhere for inspiration. A chance encounter with Tony Foster at a psychedelically enhanced jam session led to talk of bigger things.
Jason Beaumont (Bass) finds himself amidst one too many stoner jam sessions and makes a break for it. Performance had found a bass player they could rely on. Nice smile too !
Simon Boswell (rhythm guitar) finds himself diving for sharks in Australia. Finally tiring of endless sun, fun and Antipodean antics he returned to Nottingham to become Performance's lynch pin rhythm guitar player.
Performance made their mark at the Porthcawl Scooter rally (one of the biggest on the calendar) and never looked back. Scooterists readily embraced their raw energy and powerful melodys and it became the catalyst for a summer of non stop gigging, culminating in the release of the single "Saturday night and Sunday morning"
Performance have been raved about in the Nottingham area, now they've earnt themselves a record deal with Sorted so everyone can see what all the fuss is about. Taking the feel of the sixties and the currently popular 'backbeat' style, the topside gives a nod in the direction of Oasis yet impresses in its own right. Makin' it pay starts off with an acoustic guitar followed by an almost haunting harmonica before it explodes right in your face. A great double sider. Performance-as they already know in Nottingham- are definitely a name to watch out and listen out for.
Endearingly obsessed with sixties/seventies New wave British cinema, Performance's "Saturday night and Sunday morning" is a respectable enough slice of Britpop. Despite some faintly embarrassing cod philosophising ("It ain't where you're from it's where you're at/ That's where you want to be") it redeems itself with the singer's fashionably-bored, teenage howl and the amphetamine-driven guitar riffs. There's enough potential here to merit keeping an eye on them.
(Michael Bonner)
Last updated: March 21st 1997 by Mark Hibbett