Why you need to see them at least once in your life:
The story of The Libertines is an alluring one, at its core is true romance, embroiled with fights and fallouts, drug addiction, break-ups, comebacks and a deep rooted passion for Ol' Blighty.
The Libertines are patriots, but certainly not xenophobes, and their Anglican love-in is reminiscent of the cheery Britpop bravado of Blur, yet delivered with the tenacity and raw power of Oasis, while you're at it throw in shades of The Kinks and The Clash and you're left with three albums (and more to come apparently) from one of England's last great rock and roll stories.
With Gary Powell (drums) and John Hassall (bass) staying ever sturdy as the driving, rhythmic force of the group, they allow the mercurial pairing of Peter Doherty and Carl Barat to deliver the goods up top, and in some fashion.
Their relationship consists of what any truly great rock and roll duo should; a deep love that borders on hate, an understanding of what makes the other tick (or fly off the handle), and the ability to write great tunes - and it's tunes that this band have in abundance.
Witnessing their gigs you don't only see a raw, genuine, unbridled chemistry but a musical catalogue that includes unparalleled indie classics such as 'Don't Look Back Into the Sun', 'Can't Stand Me Now', 'Up The Bracket', 'What a Waster', and more lately, 'Gunga Din' and 'The Heart of the Matter.'
In the beginning Peter, Carlos and co. were all about sweatboxes and guerrilla gigs, but nowadays, as giants of British indie, its in arenas and as festival headliners where the band now ply the trade.
This summer The Libertines top the bill at Coombe Weekender in its debut year, and you can find tickets below.