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Photography Hedi Slimane
Text Alex Needham, deputy editor at NME magazine
DUSTIN’S BAR MITZVAH
The sound of a party that goes from Friday night to Monday morning
West London four-piece Dustin’s Bar Mitzvah insists that its wild years are behind it. Having released a single in April 2005 and an album of its demos only in Japan (thanks to a label over there who loved the band), Dustin’s Bar Mitzvah responded by going on an intensive program of raucous partying. “Looking back,” says contrite singer and guitarist Dave Lazer, 22, “we were getting so fucked before we played that we must have been fucking awful. I think we were quite entertaining in the way that watching people fall over is entertaining, but I don’t think we were particularly good.” Today, Dustin’s Bar Mitzvah (also including guitarist Rob Pearce, 22, bassist Peter Bacon, 26, and drummer Toby Burroughs, 18) is recording its bona fide debut album, and is so newly sensible that the band members even make sure to eat the British government-recommended five portions of fruit and vegetables a day. “We didn’t used to eat at all on weekends,” says Lazer. “But now we’ll say ‘Toby, how many portions have you had?’ and he’ll be like ‘three’ and run to the kitchen to get an apple.” Despite this enthusiasm for healthy eating, the music is as rough-edged as ever. The band’s last single, “To the Ramones” was a boozy ode to old punk records that even Joey Ramone would have tipped his fringe to. This picture was taken right in the middle of Dustin’s Bar Mitzvah’s messy phase at a small pub in East London. “At that gig, we found another band’s set list and started to play its songs, even though we’d never heard them before,” remembers Lazer ruefully. “We all thought it was dead funny, got offstage, and everyone was like, ‘what the fuck are you doing?’” Yet Dustin’s Bar Mitzvah has brains and a conscience too—its next single is a hymn of hate to Nick Griffin, leader of the far-right British National Party. And the band’s name? It comes from a secondhand homemade T-shirt commemorating a bar mitzvah on October 28, 1990. If you’re Dustin, get in touch.
Photo commissioned by Ashley Heath