ACID MOTHERS TEMPLE (London 100 Club, 06/10/19)
Another Sunday evening praying at the altar of the Acid Mothers Temple. Possibly the heaviest I've ever seen them, which is saying something - if I could live in a piece of music, "Pink Lady Lemonade" would surely be a contender.
A tragic chronicle of OBSESSION, PASSION and INCIPIENT TINNITUS from a man Zach Condon once referred to as a "bum".
Sunday, October 13, 2019
SARATHY KORWAR (London Moth Club, 25/09/19)
Tonight I witnessed two versions of Britain: one exemplified by the phenomenonal Sarathy Korwar, whose exuberant, politically-charged melting pot of jazz, spoken word, noise and bhangra brought together a diverse audience with the sheer joy of music; the other by a corpulent jizz-sodden haystack seeping corruption, dog-whistle racism and corrosive privilege from every pore, stumbling through life (and wives, some of whom he personally married) under the severe misapprehension that a passable knowledge of Ancient Greek is an adequate substitute for basic human decency. I know which I prefer.
Tonight I witnessed two versions of Britain: one exemplified by the phenomenonal Sarathy Korwar, whose exuberant, politically-charged melting pot of jazz, spoken word, noise and bhangra brought together a diverse audience with the sheer joy of music; the other by a corpulent jizz-sodden haystack seeping corruption, dog-whistle racism and corrosive privilege from every pore, stumbling through life (and wives, some of whom he personally married) under the severe misapprehension that a passable knowledge of Ancient Greek is an adequate substitute for basic human decency. I know which I prefer.
OPERATORS (London Sebright Arms, 19/09/19)
70 minutes of electro-percussive bangers, a tribute to late cultural critic Mark Fisher, top crisps banter, an unexpected airing of my favourite Handsome Furs song (Serve The People), hugs from Dan Boeckner, and the company of friends old and new. An A+ sorta evening.
70 minutes of electro-percussive bangers, a tribute to late cultural critic Mark Fisher, top crisps banter, an unexpected airing of my favourite Handsome Furs song (Serve The People), hugs from Dan Boeckner, and the company of friends old and new. An A+ sorta evening.
LHASA (London Barbican, 17/09/19)
A gorgeous tribute to the late Mexican-American musician Lhasa de Sela, featuring Feist, Andrew Barr (The Barr Brothers), Bryce Dessner (The National), Mélissa Laveaux, Ariel Engle (La Force/Broken Social Scene), Dustin O'Halloran (A Winged Victory For The Sullen), Emma Broughton, Todd Dahlhoff, Pauline DeLassus (Mina Tindle), Clarice Jensen, Alexi Murdoch and Joel Shearer. Wasn't familiar with her work beforehand, but this was a persuasive argument to rectify that.
A gorgeous tribute to the late Mexican-American musician Lhasa de Sela, featuring Feist, Andrew Barr (The Barr Brothers), Bryce Dessner (The National), Mélissa Laveaux, Ariel Engle (La Force/Broken Social Scene), Dustin O'Halloran (A Winged Victory For The Sullen), Emma Broughton, Todd Dahlhoff, Pauline DeLassus (Mina Tindle), Clarice Jensen, Alexi Murdoch and Joel Shearer. Wasn't familiar with her work beforehand, but this was a persuasive argument to rectify that.
THE FLAMING LIPS (London Brixton Academy, 07/09/19)
Wayne Coyne might be the neediest man on the planet, but that didn't unduly undermine the fact I finally got to hear The Flaming Lips play "The Soft Bulletin" in full. "Waitin' For A Superman" and "Suddenly Everything Has Changed" were particularly welcome reminders that under the confetti, balloons and inflatable genocidal pink robots, they're a pretty decent band at heart.
Wayne Coyne might be the neediest man on the planet, but that didn't unduly undermine the fact I finally got to hear The Flaming Lips play "The Soft Bulletin" in full. "Waitin' For A Superman" and "Suddenly Everything Has Changed" were particularly welcome reminders that under the confetti, balloons and inflatable genocidal pink robots, they're a pretty decent band at heart.
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