Yeah yeah another GROUPLOVE gig! I got a little bit obsessed despite being all focused on one song on their 5 track EP, my first shift working on Xfm's X-posure they were in session, it got me hella excited as I got to meet and hang out with them a bit. They were nice guys and I ended up wrangling myself a spot on the guestlist for their Old Queen’s Head gig.
This one sold out too, but unlike the Hoxton Hall gig a younger crowd came to see them which made for a lot more energy in the room. They came on to a stage barely big enough to contain the five of them to a heaving sweaty room. The set was exactly the same as the Hoxton Hall gig but they energy in the room and the appreciationg made it all the better.
Singer Christian Zucconi has glare in his eye which bears witness to a band on the last night of a short but full on European tour readying themselves for further dates in the states including SxSW. He jumps and stamps his way through the songs singing with the passion of a young upstart keen to make himself heard over everyone else. Drummer Ryan Rabin, possibly the coolest member of the band drums in long johns, today they happen to be Zucconi’s, not something he’s best pleased about but not something he can do much about. The band have a 10 or so song set which proves hopeful for the eventual album, “Lovely Cup” is a nice addition to tracks from the EP. “Don’t Say Oh Well”, “Gold Coast” and “Colours” are all belted out and for the crowd, many of whom are seeing the band for the first time give it all back.
I wish the Hoxton Hall gig had had this much energy to it, the setting and space would have made it all the better than the geriatric bopping which took place. I look forward to seeing them again in some field somewhere this summer when their music should really be able to light a spark and kick up something bigger.
Monday, 14 March 2011
The Naked and Famous @ Heaven, 15/02/2011
I was a little surprised this gig sold out, just two singles so far and the album yet to be released in the UK, but Kiwi synth, rock, pop, gaze gang The Naked and Famous sold out this NME gig. Support came from Spark and Wolf Gang in the salubrious surrounds of Heaven.
My gig buddy for the night was out of gig practice and this was a nice easy one. We got there early enough to see the second half of Spark’s set, it was enough. She does Madonna-esque synth stuff strutting around the stage. She was ok, but seemed to spend a lot of the time air humping, we mimicked her humping and giggled like children, it was comical after a while, sing, sing lyric, blah blah, hump, hump, sing sing, hump hump, la dad a did a hump hump.
She eventually made way for Wolf Gang. I was looking forward to seeing them, single “Lions In Cages” has caught me more than once on its hook but nothing prepared me for their look. Singer Max McElligott the creative force of the band had an air of 80s George Michael about him, with the earring to match. His band are styled, the guitarist has a long flop of hair, the attire and fringes are somewhere between the late 80s and 90s, not necessarily what you expect when hearing their music beforehand but strangely makes some element of sense in hindsight. They are good but I think I need to hear more and think about it.
Eventually it’s time for the main event, many are left a little disappointed as the band decide to play singles “Young Blood” and “Punching In A Dream” early on in their set, leaving little for those not familiar with the album to look forward to. They are a tight act with a great live sound. Should be easy when you’ve got a couple of producers in the band. Heaven. For its concrete cavern-ness has a good sound anyway and Naked and Famous fill it with lights, smoke and the dreamy songs of Thom Powers and Alisa Xayalith.
"Girls Like You" comes late on, album closer and one of my personal favourites but the packed crowd are left almost disillusioned by the mixed set made up album tracks most have yet to hear, a lot of the songs aren’t heavy enough or big enough to really kick the crowd into gear. Considering their early popularity come the summer when their audience have caught up with the songs they should be playing barn storming gigs.
My gig buddy for the night was out of gig practice and this was a nice easy one. We got there early enough to see the second half of Spark’s set, it was enough. She does Madonna-esque synth stuff strutting around the stage. She was ok, but seemed to spend a lot of the time air humping, we mimicked her humping and giggled like children, it was comical after a while, sing, sing lyric, blah blah, hump, hump, sing sing, hump hump, la dad a did a hump hump.
She eventually made way for Wolf Gang. I was looking forward to seeing them, single “Lions In Cages” has caught me more than once on its hook but nothing prepared me for their look. Singer Max McElligott the creative force of the band had an air of 80s George Michael about him, with the earring to match. His band are styled, the guitarist has a long flop of hair, the attire and fringes are somewhere between the late 80s and 90s, not necessarily what you expect when hearing their music beforehand but strangely makes some element of sense in hindsight. They are good but I think I need to hear more and think about it.
Eventually it’s time for the main event, many are left a little disappointed as the band decide to play singles “Young Blood” and “Punching In A Dream” early on in their set, leaving little for those not familiar with the album to look forward to. They are a tight act with a great live sound. Should be easy when you’ve got a couple of producers in the band. Heaven. For its concrete cavern-ness has a good sound anyway and Naked and Famous fill it with lights, smoke and the dreamy songs of Thom Powers and Alisa Xayalith.
"Girls Like You" comes late on, album closer and one of my personal favourites but the packed crowd are left almost disillusioned by the mixed set made up album tracks most have yet to hear, a lot of the songs aren’t heavy enough or big enough to really kick the crowd into gear. Considering their early popularity come the summer when their audience have caught up with the songs they should be playing barn storming gigs.
James Blake @ The Borderline, 04/02/2011
Hype giveth and hype taketh away, so fart it has been all giving for James Blake, from the top end of the BBC Sound of 2011 even before the release of his self titled debut his few singles and EPs have created a buzz and tonight is the night many have come to see if it is worth it.
As part of HMV’s Next Big Thing bunch of gigs, James Blake headlines a bill introduced by Xfm’s John Kennedy also featuring Cloud Boats and Catherine Okada. Cloud Boats play synths and samplers, sitting on chairs, closing their eyes to hit high notes to sing, its quite nice and fits in with Blake’s own minimalist sound. Catherine Okada is nice, folky with a back up band including a violinist. I don’t know why I’ve singled him out, except I remember thinking it must be hard to really lose it and rock out playing a violin, not that it cant be rock n roll…. You know what I mean.
Oooh the main event, James Blake, who spent a large part of the night standing at the back of the room, most people too dumb or too cool to approach him eventually takes his place on stage. He has back up in the form of a drummer and fellow keyboardist and plays a short set of just 6 songs. They are long, in some cases, dreamy numbers, closer "Wilhelm Scream" in particular is a real escapist number but its the crowd who grab my attention. Watching a shy retiring type at a keyboard isn’t all that enthralling, even if they are singing beautifully, but the audience border on obsessive. One girl wants his children and offers herself in marriage, he politely declines, other just scream their approval and love. There are people all down the stairs trying to catch a view. Then a dispute kicks off in front, a few men talking during and between songs spark the ire of those around them who ask them to be quiet. They fail to keep schtum gathering further beef, one lady tells them off vociferously, another man behind them waves security over to tell them off. James continues as if nothing was happening I just smile and thank whoever that im not closer to them. James discusses his drummer, and keeps the songs going.
"Limit to Your Love" and "I Never Learnt To Share" both make the short set, which ends with the Wilhelm Scream. He rises and leaves, no encore that’s it. The night ends on a bum note when it is discovered my friend’s scarf has been stolen from her grasp. With that we leave.
It was nice, he’s good but I am not sure how he will translate to a longer set and a larger audience, the xx may have dealt with similar issues and I am sure he will too.
As part of HMV’s Next Big Thing bunch of gigs, James Blake headlines a bill introduced by Xfm’s John Kennedy also featuring Cloud Boats and Catherine Okada. Cloud Boats play synths and samplers, sitting on chairs, closing their eyes to hit high notes to sing, its quite nice and fits in with Blake’s own minimalist sound. Catherine Okada is nice, folky with a back up band including a violinist. I don’t know why I’ve singled him out, except I remember thinking it must be hard to really lose it and rock out playing a violin, not that it cant be rock n roll…. You know what I mean.
Oooh the main event, James Blake, who spent a large part of the night standing at the back of the room, most people too dumb or too cool to approach him eventually takes his place on stage. He has back up in the form of a drummer and fellow keyboardist and plays a short set of just 6 songs. They are long, in some cases, dreamy numbers, closer "Wilhelm Scream" in particular is a real escapist number but its the crowd who grab my attention. Watching a shy retiring type at a keyboard isn’t all that enthralling, even if they are singing beautifully, but the audience border on obsessive. One girl wants his children and offers herself in marriage, he politely declines, other just scream their approval and love. There are people all down the stairs trying to catch a view. Then a dispute kicks off in front, a few men talking during and between songs spark the ire of those around them who ask them to be quiet. They fail to keep schtum gathering further beef, one lady tells them off vociferously, another man behind them waves security over to tell them off. James continues as if nothing was happening I just smile and thank whoever that im not closer to them. James discusses his drummer, and keeps the songs going.
"Limit to Your Love" and "I Never Learnt To Share" both make the short set, which ends with the Wilhelm Scream. He rises and leaves, no encore that’s it. The night ends on a bum note when it is discovered my friend’s scarf has been stolen from her grasp. With that we leave.
It was nice, he’s good but I am not sure how he will translate to a longer set and a larger audience, the xx may have dealt with similar issues and I am sure he will too.
Monday, 14 February 2011
Grouplove @ Hoxton Hall, 03/02/2011
I first heard Grouplove late last year, their song Colours was doing the rounds on a few blogs. I was hooked, what is THIS? I played it on my show and went in search for more and discovered Gold Coast and other tracks and managed to buy the debut EP on amazon. Gold Coast blows my mind every time I listen, I just want more and more of it. I was beyond excited to see on their twitter they would be playing in the UKL. I bought tickets the minute they came out, managing to het tickets 1 and 2. I ended up riding solo to their gig at Hoxton Hall and sell my ticket to a older Scottish guy who gives me more than I asked for. It is only after selling the ticket that I realised I had tickets 1 and 2 and I sold #1, oh well. The gig geek in me is saddened but I’ll live. The night had sold out as they have been getting a lot of air play, I love being ahead of the curve…
The Hoxton Hall is a lovely little venue in east London, a true gem which I hope will start being used more often, Anna Calvi played a few nights before and I will keep an eye out for more gigs there, check it out if you can.
Grouplove are supported by a young British rock band whose name I don’t catch who play well, the bassist I particular throws some good moves, but they play a set not destined to live in the memory.
The room slowly fills and a large portion of the audience are of an older vintage, I presume a number are the bands’ Brit bassist Sean Gadd’s family and friends. The Scottish guy I’d sold my ticket to takes up a place at the front of the stage, he turns and tells me all about his fave spot at a gig, always on the right of the stage to the left of the leftist speaker. FYI. You may have seen him, short chubby dude with glasses and silver hair. Look out for him, he has a tale or two to tell. He also smuggled in red wine in a juice bottle and proceeded to constantly top up his pint glass. Red lips and booze breath he danced and sang to every song. All hats off to him, old and rockin, I hope I can live up to it!
Grouplove are a band cobbled together through chance meetings and though they may look it to look at, bassist Sean Gadd looks perpetually confused and marches on the spot thudding away at his bass lines, guitarist Andrew Wessen looks like the pro-surfer he is, long blonder hair and the laid back like a deck chair demeanour but he plays his licks like he was born to it, drummer Ryan Rabin is a tall gangly looking fellow who has a look of a US high school jock who learned to beat drums as hard as he could instead of beating up the nerdy kid at school and he can beat a drum with the best. Up front Hannah Hooper and Christian Zucconi exchange looks like cheeky lovers and the chemistry pays off in the songs. Its frontman Zucconi who attracts the most attention though, he sings with all his body and screams with everything in him and stomps and jumps and screams and strums his guitar and feels his song like you want every musician to.
They play every number from their EP as well as a number of other songs I was unaware of, and am glad to hear including Get Giddy which is on the re-released EP and the set lasts a good hour with an encore which isn’t Colours, having ended the main set with it. I am looking forward to seeing them again and getting to know the other songs better too.
Check them out, they’ll soon be at your doorstep.
Metronomy @ Heaven, 01/02/11
Im no NME reader but I do like the award show gigs they organise, a good variety of bands at some good venues and usually with a great line up of support acts. Tonight’s show features CocknBullKid and Giggs.
CocknBullKid has been a round for a few years now, but this is the first I had seen her. She is a pleasant surprise, nice songs with good music but doesn’t really do it for me. If she really breaks as she has yet to do, perhaps with the right songs, she could be pretty successful, its nice, but that’s not always enough. Speech Debelle seemed nice, she even won a Mercury but she has disappeared.
Talking of hyped acts yet to break it, UK rapper Giggs is next, just him and a DJ he doesn’t really fill the stage, he mainly stands on the spot. Giggs made the Sound of 2010 long list but his criminal past has made it hard at times for him to tour. He uses a slow and menacing style, not big brash moves in the style of Dizzee. Again he fails to really get the crowd going, his relative anonymity doesn’t help but the youngsters down the front wave their arms like the crowd in 8 Mile and bop along.
It seems to be a predominantly young crowd, Metronomy are I suppose a Skins style band, good electro infused dancey pop stuff, Nights Out was, is great album, from start to finish with its mix of instrumental and vocal songs, it puts a smile on my face and a skip in my step whenever I put it on. I’ve been to see the band before but they keep me coming back.
Live Metronomy add a great visual aspect to the music with the band members wearing a white light on their chests. The lights flash in time with the music and keep you watching. It was a good opportunity to catch some new tracks from their forthcoming album The English Riviera due out in April.
The band segued new album songs, some of which sound slower and less dancey with a lot of the big hits of Nights Out with a nod to Pip Payne, their often overlooked debut. It was a good night, a chance to move around, but I had to contend with a few idiots, one next to me decided to film most of the songs, in their entirety on his camera. You know the sound is going to come out badly and how many times will he really watch it?
The youngsters at the front threw themselves at the beats like it was their first gig and the likes of “My Heart Rate Rapid”, “Heartbreaker” and “A Thing For Me” got big receptions, even some of the older contingent got dragged into it. That’s the point though surely, I rant about those who stand stock still at gigs, I know some bands are more about the feeling than letting loose but when everyone else is I find it odd when you see others rooted to the spot.
Ending on “Radio Ladio” Metronomy left a heaving Heaven in a sweaty heap, early reports on “The English Riviera” are good, hopefully there are a few dancey numbers for more nights to be like this one.
Monday, 24 May 2010
New To Q Tour - Relentless Garage, 18/05/2010
I had organised to meet an old friend for a catch up when I won these. We both like our music and it's hard to turn down a free gig. Having recently subscribed to Q magazine I won tickets to the gig, I had heard of the bands in tonight's line up, made up of Detroit Social Club, Tiffany Page and Goldhawks.
We had a meal down the road before rocking up to the venue just before Goldhawks came on. They were allright, energetic, quite nice rocky songs, they gave as good as they got and did well. I wasn't particularly interested though, I am not sure what they will achieve, it may depend on the public's current flavour. Indie-light of sorts, expect them to follow a few bands as support on a few tours or see them on some of the summer's smaller stages but I can't see them going beyond that.
After a trip to the bar for a beer, the sultry Tiffany Page wonders on, she's all gravelly voiced and short black dress. She strums her guitar and sings and makes many a young man's dreams. She's supported the new look Hole which doesnt surprise me, she's going for a grungy sound but has a look of the pretty little girl about her. Her songs arre good enough, I can see her making a few radio playlists, and producing a hit of two. She seems like a nice girl with a good voice.
Finally Detroit Social Club, a band I've read about but don't know take the stage. A georgie six-piece, they fill the Garage's small stage. Their sound seems to comprise of the more trippy and psychdelic of Kasabian's output, long numbers with lengthy instrumentals. The singer doesnt always seem to know what to do with himself during these moments air-drumming and walking around the stage aimlessly.
My friend and I got bored, both lagging and tired and feeling the midweek beers, we took our leave a couple of songs in. It feels easier to leave a free gig then one you've paid for. I wasn't hugely taken by the night's band, but I will keep an ear out to see if they are worth further investigation.
We had a meal down the road before rocking up to the venue just before Goldhawks came on. They were allright, energetic, quite nice rocky songs, they gave as good as they got and did well. I wasn't particularly interested though, I am not sure what they will achieve, it may depend on the public's current flavour. Indie-light of sorts, expect them to follow a few bands as support on a few tours or see them on some of the summer's smaller stages but I can't see them going beyond that.
After a trip to the bar for a beer, the sultry Tiffany Page wonders on, she's all gravelly voiced and short black dress. She strums her guitar and sings and makes many a young man's dreams. She's supported the new look Hole which doesnt surprise me, she's going for a grungy sound but has a look of the pretty little girl about her. Her songs arre good enough, I can see her making a few radio playlists, and producing a hit of two. She seems like a nice girl with a good voice.
Finally Detroit Social Club, a band I've read about but don't know take the stage. A georgie six-piece, they fill the Garage's small stage. Their sound seems to comprise of the more trippy and psychdelic of Kasabian's output, long numbers with lengthy instrumentals. The singer doesnt always seem to know what to do with himself during these moments air-drumming and walking around the stage aimlessly.
My friend and I got bored, both lagging and tired and feeling the midweek beers, we took our leave a couple of songs in. It feels easier to leave a free gig then one you've paid for. I wasn't hugely taken by the night's band, but I will keep an ear out to see if they are worth further investigation.
Monday, 17 May 2010
Born Ruffians @ Old Blue Last, 11/05/2010
I was supposed to see Born Ruffians a few years ago at the Hoxton Bar Kitchen but had another engagement come up that evening so missed out. When I read they were coming over again I thought, that's for me!
I had a couple of tickets but left it late in finding someone to come along so couldn't sell the extra one. I got there early and as they weren't taking returns I hung out outside waiting for touts and other loiterers. None came, it was conspicuously quiet, particularly, I thought for a small sold out gig.
I was joined out front by Steve, another solo traveller, however it was his birthday and his friend had let him down late on. unlike me he wasn't brassic and looking to recoup the ticket price and a few coins to get through the week. He'd bought his two on ebay for less than half the price of one ticket. I was giving up hope of scalping it when as I bought a pint to take in, someone asked if I had a spare and I got a tenner for it.
Due to my salesman-like activities I missed the support, I don't recall their names but people said they were good. I scooched upstairs and took a spot in front of the stage, the band appear on-stage and tune up themselves. Its nice and small in the OBL, it was my first trip there. Some friends of mine had a club night there a few years ago but I never made it down.
Looking around the club it didn't look sold out, it was pretty spacious, I can imagine that place jam packed and heaving, sweat dripping off the ceiling, full on kick ass night, tonight wasn't as adventurous. It was another one of those gigs when the crowd bop their heads merrily along, you want someone to kick it but they don't. Born Ruffians are an affable band, a nice mix of jaunt rock with a slight twang and in Luke LaLonde have one of the best yodels in the business.
The set is a nice mix of their first album "Red, Yellow and Blue" and tracks from the upcoming "Say It". They open with newbie "Oh Man" and follow it swiftly with old favourite "Barnacle Goose". The band play their songs well, and there's a real sense of the music being enjoyed by both the band and the audience. Steve who had disappeared out for a cigarette reappears with a pint for me but instead of enjoying the music spends his time trying to chat up some of the girls in the audience, he had been convinced he'd find his future wife. He leaves me to find a girl I presume and I am thankful for his having left me.
The music continues with the set focusing on new songs "What To Say" and "Sole Brother" but here are big cheers for the oldies "Hedonistic Me" and "Hummingbird" in particular. The set ends with the excellent "Foxes Mate For Life". An encore never materialises as the minute they finish the DJ strikes up and the crowd dash out of the door and the band no longer have an audience for an encore. I can't decide which is most idiotic, the DJ for trying to sell us his wares and not checking what the last song would be or the crowd for not thinking there might be an encore.
I clamber onto the stage and steal a set list, "I Need A Life" would have been the encore. I chat to drummer Steven Hamelin who says they had thought of putting it in the main set but they thought they'd get an encore.
I listen to "I Need A Life" several times on the way home in some sort of effort to make up for not having heard it live, people have more patience, good things come to those who wait. DJs easy on the trigger finger, do not "just push play".
I had a couple of tickets but left it late in finding someone to come along so couldn't sell the extra one. I got there early and as they weren't taking returns I hung out outside waiting for touts and other loiterers. None came, it was conspicuously quiet, particularly, I thought for a small sold out gig.
I was joined out front by Steve, another solo traveller, however it was his birthday and his friend had let him down late on. unlike me he wasn't brassic and looking to recoup the ticket price and a few coins to get through the week. He'd bought his two on ebay for less than half the price of one ticket. I was giving up hope of scalping it when as I bought a pint to take in, someone asked if I had a spare and I got a tenner for it.
Due to my salesman-like activities I missed the support, I don't recall their names but people said they were good. I scooched upstairs and took a spot in front of the stage, the band appear on-stage and tune up themselves. Its nice and small in the OBL, it was my first trip there. Some friends of mine had a club night there a few years ago but I never made it down.
Looking around the club it didn't look sold out, it was pretty spacious, I can imagine that place jam packed and heaving, sweat dripping off the ceiling, full on kick ass night, tonight wasn't as adventurous. It was another one of those gigs when the crowd bop their heads merrily along, you want someone to kick it but they don't. Born Ruffians are an affable band, a nice mix of jaunt rock with a slight twang and in Luke LaLonde have one of the best yodels in the business.
The set is a nice mix of their first album "Red, Yellow and Blue" and tracks from the upcoming "Say It". They open with newbie "Oh Man" and follow it swiftly with old favourite "Barnacle Goose". The band play their songs well, and there's a real sense of the music being enjoyed by both the band and the audience. Steve who had disappeared out for a cigarette reappears with a pint for me but instead of enjoying the music spends his time trying to chat up some of the girls in the audience, he had been convinced he'd find his future wife. He leaves me to find a girl I presume and I am thankful for his having left me.
The music continues with the set focusing on new songs "What To Say" and "Sole Brother" but here are big cheers for the oldies "Hedonistic Me" and "Hummingbird" in particular. The set ends with the excellent "Foxes Mate For Life". An encore never materialises as the minute they finish the DJ strikes up and the crowd dash out of the door and the band no longer have an audience for an encore. I can't decide which is most idiotic, the DJ for trying to sell us his wares and not checking what the last song would be or the crowd for not thinking there might be an encore.
I clamber onto the stage and steal a set list, "I Need A Life" would have been the encore. I chat to drummer Steven Hamelin who says they had thought of putting it in the main set but they thought they'd get an encore.
I listen to "I Need A Life" several times on the way home in some sort of effort to make up for not having heard it live, people have more patience, good things come to those who wait. DJs easy on the trigger finger, do not "just push play".
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