The story
The Vertical Struts r.i.p 2001 - 2006. If you had a knife you could have cut the Vertical Struts into two base components: one drumming auteur Trevor Anderson, ready, able, and unwilling to spread faggy gospel through orthodox means. The other: R. E. Biesinger, player of a for-profit ear-doctor's wet dreams and singer of verses and choruses. These were the Vertical Struts: a federal entity that took conflicting styles, contrasting arts and pansexuality and forced them into two throats, six strings, two sticks and a single clear will. In short, let's just call them an updated, amplified, revolutionized, colourized, etc., early Kinks with the four pieces pared down to a nimble and overblown two. Yup, they had the moods of the '60s Mods but harnessed a new kind of energy. They were an atypical pushing-and-shoving kinda continuum of the Who, the Gories, the Gossip, the Beat Happening, Serge Gainsbourg, the Brian Jonestown Massacre's slow points, Mick Jagger's hollering and a kind of minimalism more often seen on canvas.
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