What happens when ELO, Queen, and an ’80s hair metal band stumble into a disco, find the Scissor Sisters, and decide to form the most outrageous supergroup imaginable? You get Royal Republic’s explosive show at London’s Electric Ballroom – a glitter-bombed, power-chord-packed party that left jaws on the floor and hips in perpetual motion.
The Swedish quartet turned the venue into their own brand of musical mayhem, where disco beats crashed headfirst into rock riffs with zero apologies. Four-part harmonies soared through the stratosphere while basslines dug trenches deep enough to bury your inhibitions in.
“LoveCop” strutted onto the scene like Miami Vice in platform boots, its funky undertow strong enough to drag a statue onto the dancefloor. “Tommy-Gun” hit with all the subtlety of a rhinestone-studded sledgehammer, while “Anna-Leigh” proved that earworms can indeed wear leather pants.
But holy hell – the best fucking song of the night? “Lazerlove” teleported us straight back to the golden age of arena monster ballads. Picture it: lighters in the air (okay, phone flashlights), hearts on sleeves, and enough nostalgic power to fuel a DeLorean through time. This intergalactic love anthem didn’t just tug at heartstrings – it played them like a vintage Gibson.
Royal Republic isn’t just bridging genres; they’re creating a musical hybrid that shouldn’t work but absolutely soars. It’s what would happen if Studio 54 got into a bar fight with CBGB’s and they both decided to kiss and make up. For anyone who thinks rock is dead or disco is buried, this band just threw both genres one hell of a resurrection party.
