To be honest, no one’s a winner here unless both shit bands disappear from view or break up and go back to their day jobs. In one corner we’ve got Britpop revival band Brother, who it’s perhaps no coincidence originate from the English town of Slough – home of the mind numbing boring paper merchants Wernham Hogg in the UK TV series The Office.
They ply a trade in sub-Oasis three chord rock, and seem to have more talent at mimicking Noel Gallagher’s dress sense and mouthing off to journalists than they do musical chops. Alas that hasn’t stopped trashy UK tabloids and the NME from talking them up. In the other corner, we’ve got an Aussie band named – wait for it – Brother, who have been living in the US, possibly without visas because you can’t imagine them getting one based on the USA needing them as skilled migrants; for the last 20 years.
They ply a trade as a ‘powerhouse celtic tribal trio’ combining drums, didgeridoo and bagpipes, and we don’t want you to take our word for it – it really is as bad as it sounds.
Anyway, the long and the short of it is that shit Aussie-American Brother have successfully served shit UK Brother with a cease and desist court order, hence the latter has changed their name to the even worse Viva Brother and they’re milking the last of their 15 minutes out of it.
According to lead singer Lee Newell. “A long time ago in a galaxy far far away three men decided one day that it would be a good idea to start a band called Brother. Many, many years later four frighteningly handsome devils in the desolate, post-apocalyptic wasteland of Slough decided to do the same thing. But something called “litigation” got in the way. However with this out of the way we do finally feel free. Brother is dead. Long Live VIVA BROTHER!”
We wish both all the best on their fast slide back in to obscurity.
