Club Fuzzy, July 25th, 2003, reviewer - godonlyknows

Was gonna review the night, but all I really want to say is that the Baker Street Irregulars, who I hadn't seen before, are an outstanding talent.

I'm sitting here, struggling to put my finger on just what it is... the sound was a bit rubbish, Fil plainly couldn't hear shit, the drummer was all over the place, yet the whole thing sounded exactly like the only thing I want to know I'm hearing - really good songs having the fuck played out of them by talented people that believe in them. They could have banged it out on a shoebox and it'd have still worked.

Extremely impressed. There's only one local band I'd rather hear, and I'm in it. But it's easy to love your own songs... it's magic when they're someone else's."

Club Fuzzy, July 25th, 2003, reviewer - Princess of Darkness.

"Post-punk-indie-rock-pop act’ with bouncy, catchy, simple songs with great vocals it’s gotta be the enthralling Baker Street Irregulars. Led by “The Man! The Myth! The Legend! The Invisible Fil!”
Not a band sited to take themselves too seriously, and although not the best gig of their career, The Baker Street Irregulars performed a painfully brief powerhouse of a set with surprising professionalism and exuded not only energy and talent but most crucially fun. The highpoint of the evening has to be the punchy wit and fun of 'These boots were made for stalking' another classic BSI tune."

Club Fuzzy, June 20th, 2003, reviewer - doktorb

"And here's the review....

Venue : Club Fuzzy
On offer : The Baker Street Irregulars, Neocoma, Wowzer

Music is language, language is communication. On offer from the successful and popular Club Fuzzy night at the Adelphi, three seasoned communicators in the language of rock.

Club Fuzzy has grown into one of the most credible and popular music events in the city, and the standard of bands on tonight proved that only the best can make it into the shadowy, cluttered environment of the Adelphi’s top floor. The atmosphere hints at how such events may be held once the Licensing Bill makes its way through parliament – arranging events in dark basements, gigs advertised only by whisper and word of mouth. A crowd of music enthusiasts enjoying the art of communication, we who happen to like our music loud.

Interspersed between the moments of loudness was a frankly bland comedienne, who just happened to be a lesbian, and who just happened to be rather ordinary.

First up was always pleasant Baker Street Irregulars. They are fluent in rock, but speak punk with a local accent. A very tight, professional performance and some strong songs. The infectious “Big kids stole my bike” chorus was a particular high point in a set that zipped along with enthusiastic abandon. Following them on the platform was Neocoma, speaking rock with the Cyrillic alphabet and hard consonant clusters. As heavy as rock can get before turning to metal, Neocoma were very well received. Hard, strong and a great humour sold their arguments with perfect ease. Ending the night was easy for Wowzer. A local favourite, their new single was just one standout in an all round impressive set. Energetic and marvellously eccentric, their “Dirty Old Man” single was a much better punch-line than anything from the lesbian comedienne.

Language is communication, communication is art, and Club Fuzzy is the noun, verb and adjective of many a constructive sentence. Very impressed…"