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Sorry, that wasn't meant as a dig.
It's just that I end up looking at the first few photos and then skipping the rest as it takes too long to browse through them.
You know what would be really useful on these photo pieces?
A slide '0' with hyperlinked thumbnails and the band name underneath, that's what.
I've not heard this EP, but Gablé are rather terrific.
The closest we've got to Beefheart at the moment.
I can't follow the logic in this bit:
"this will be an album that people actually like, reviewers will hate it because they don't want to run without the herd and ruin any chance they have of writing for the observer music monthly or whatever."
What? Reviewers will hate it because they don't want to not like it like everyone else? Huh?
This album is terminally dull,
It's all about the veneer of their aesthetic and not much else -the absence of any desire to actually step off a metaphorical fence renders them impotent.
I do have one complaint with the review though, and it's around an issue that I had hoped had disappeared following Amiga Power taking it up: why, oh why does such a (deserved) negative review warrant a score of 5/10? Average does not equal 7/10!
Yay! DiS has got Joe Stannard on board.
Awesome stuff.
I've seen them several times now,
the best being with Wavves in Stoke Newington, and agree with you. I think guntrip has it about right.
Can you imagine how frustrating it is for some people to see a band live who are:
a) unable, or unwilling to play their instruments with much proficiency.
b) unable, or unwilling to play in time.
c) using a deliberately 'lo-fi' sound, not born of necessity, but of design.
d) pretty, and wear cool clothes.
e) obviously enjoying themselves on stage, and don't care if they fuck it up.
f) have obviously not had to PAY THEIR DUES as all bands should - learning craft and technique by playing toilet venues for years until the inspiration has been sucked from their soul and they sound like Oasis.
e) so wrapped up in their own little world that they don't react to this seething male impotence in the crowd.
I'm not saying that I don't think that there are better bands around, but I have an innate love of anything that winds up rockist musos with their 'definitive' opinions.
I like PENS,
simply because they look like they're having so much fun as they wind up lots of men who like 'proper' (as in definitively 'proper') music.
The seething impotence creates a confrontational atmosphere, the likes of which would have made GG Allin proud.
Has this gone? Oh well, what the hell:
1. If you were a sporting moment, which sporting moment would you be and why?
2. If you were a building, which building would you be and why?
3. What do you think the judges on X-Factor would say if you turned up to audition?
4. When was the last time that you were lost?
Agreed. It's an awesome album, and a big, wretched lurch forward
that makes aneurysms burst and heal in my brain.
(With the exception of Die Slow, which - as has been pointed out elsewhere - sounds a little like this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oE5JjQuabB8)
Apparently, James Allan wasn't ill,
but has been missing since the weekend.
Speech Debelle: Um, yeah. I like her more than her ho-hum album. It's good to see Big Dada get a prize after Roots Manuva missed out, and I will be keeping a tally of the number of half-arsed entertainment reporters that mention Ms Dynamite in their pieces.
Dammnit,
This is like friggin Where's Wally, when you get to the end of the book and find out that you have to go back through finding all the kit that he's dropped.
Heh. I know the guy that filmsed the Audion clip.
Matthew Dear was awesome. So awesome that I didn't mind missing Mogwai to see him.
As I mentioned on the board, Final Fantasy was my highlight, and everything seemed to run pretty smoothly.
Oh yeah, I saw jamie from the Klaxons leaving the Horrors' set, looking really bored.
Is Mark Spitz coming?
And if he is, how will I spot him amongst the mustachioed denizens of the Old Blue last?
Napoleon IIIrd.
John, that is so shameless that I'm quite tempted to not mention how much I like Hideki Yukawa.
If jazz was an animal, it'd be an overfed dog.
Full of cats...
If jazz was an animal, it'd be a snake.
Smooooth...
Wonderful, wonderful show.
Everything about it seemed to click and it felt like the whole venue and everyone in it had become untethered from London and had floated up into a fairy story.
I'm not sure that I follow your comments about the crowd. Nondescript? What does this mean? That comment, and the ones about Arcade Fire sound a little sour, as if you thought that the best seats had been taken up by Sunday supplement reading couples. Enough people know about Final Fantasy's solo stuff, and the way that the crowd responded showed that they weren't just there because of the Arcade Fire and Hidden Cameras connections.
:)
Sorry for the dig - I think that we were spoilt with lucyjay's photos last time. Get some of hers!
What a lovely weekend.
Although I'd have to admit that, as always, seeing the bands came second to the fluttery, tipsy feeling I always get when meeting new people and bumping into old friends.
Also, don't take this the wrong way, but are those photos placeholders for better ones?
Oh yeah,
And Team Brick is supporting Matt Elliott on Thursday night (16/04) at the Luminaire. 'sgonna be sweet.
He.
has highlighted some pretty lovely stuff.
He.
probably doesn't care if you follow the pointers or not.
He.
wouldn't be the one that's missing out.
Just give 'em a listen - you never know, one of those tracks might steal your heart.
There’s just something not quite there with The Century Of Self.
Sure, …Trail of Dead could hit us with wave after wave of noise, but with their best stuff you still got the impression that (like a great draughtsman stripping back a drawing) they’d spent ages going over each song again and again, removing every single superfluous piece of information, stretching their music into a tensioned wire of potential that allowed us to create our own energy as we interpolated the gaps left behind.
With this, there’s just too much; it smothers, there’s no space to breathe and they’ve tipped over the line that separates enveloping clamour from muddy greyness. It does what it does well, but it’s a record that tries to do too much for my liking.
Can you please confirm that the original venue was ULU?
If it was, then I shall feel slightly less stupid for turning up to a deserted street and wondering where everybody was.
Have Smoosh started to look like Prussian Blue?
Doesn’t every broadsheet magazine do this once in a while – or am I getting confused with their ‘bring your children to work’ days?
Really? You all sound the same to me...
See you next week!
Excellent stuff. I'm supa-hyped about seeing them next week with Oxes and Bilge Pump.
I caught them a few years ago in Newcastle supporting Lightning Bolt and they made a lovely racket.
Heh. So Concrete and Glass will now consist of
queuing for hours to see one band.
Balls.
Hai! Just as an FYI,
Underground Railroad will be playing for us in London with Papier Tigre and American Gods on the 3rd December. We've not yet tied down the venue, so keep checking www.beprepareduk.com for updates.
JAG over.
Her Son Is Now?
Everyday Is Like Mumday
It also coincides with the date being
08.08.08.
Very clever, them guys...
Everyone should come to this show.
And I’m not just saying that because it’s a joint promotion between us (www.beprepareduk.com) and Miles of Smiles (http://www.milesofsmiles.co.uk/). ;-)
Support comes from the Declining Winter and Alastair Brown, btw.
Also, there's a map in there too
which shows that the stages are now much better located (eg the Homefires stage isn't right in a corner next to the service road).
They were giving out the programmes
at the Mae Shi show tonight. There's interviews with the big names (Les Savy Fav, Mystery Jets, Richie Hawtin et al), but they seem to assume that everyone has checked out every band's myspace before heading along.
The Laura Marling/Jeffrey Lewis and King Creosote/Dan Deacon clashes are a bit poo.
In the car on the way down to this year’s ATP at Camber
it was so hot and sunny that I got a sweaty crotch and had to have a shower in my chalet when I arrived.
Nightmare.

In Photos: White Lies @ Brixton Academy, London
In Photos: Monotonix @ Hector's House, Brighton
In Photos: The Specials @ Hammersmith Apollo, London
In Photos: Camden Crawl Launch Event @ The Blues Kitchen, London
I'm going to say
a) The Death of Bunny Munro.