A tragic chronicle of OBSESSION, PASSION and INCIPIENT TINNITUS from a man Zach Condon once referred to as a "bum".
Tuesday, December 29, 2020
LIVE FOR BEIRUT 2.0 (London Jazz Cafe, 11/12/20)
This wasn’t actually supposed to be my final gig of the year, but events ultimately eventuated in a predictably “2020” fashion. That said, watching Graham Coxon, The Mystery Jets, Rose Elinor Dougall and Bessie Turner in the classy, candlelit environs of the Camden Jazz Cafe was a perfectly low-key way to wrap up a year where live music may have been infrequent, but felt all the more special for it.
TEETH OF THE SEA (London Clapham Grand, 08/12/20)
There’s only one truly appropriate way to celebrate COVID Vaccine Announcement Day, and that’s getting your ears mercilessly shredded in an old Clapham music hall roughly the temperature of a deep-space asteroid. God bless Teeth Of The Sea and all that rock within them.
HOTEL LUX (London Signature Brew, 27/10/20)
Hotel Lux, then: zeitgeisty in that “South London neo-post-punk” type of fashion, though perhaps not quite as zeitgeisty as a bunch of millenials socially distancing in a freezing cold ale warehouse in Walthamstow. Not as interesting as some of the bands they associate with, but they make a decent racket nonetheless.
RICHARD DAWSON (London Barbican, 25/10/20)
Fulfilling all your fabric-themed balladry/dishevelled Geordie needs in one concise, COVID-compliant package, Richard Dawson’s eccentric genre-shattering approach to traditional folk might not be for everyone, but for those who like an imaginatively bat-shit edge to their music, he’s already pretty much a national treasure.
ERLAND COOPER (London Barbican, 10/10/20)
You wouldn’t think it possible to be spirited across the Pentland Firth by flurries of gannets, especially given current travel restrictions, but if there’s one person who could work such spellcraft, it’d be Erland Cooper. His subtle yet evocative musical tribute to Orkney and the surrounding land-and-seascapes, featuring the poetry of Will Burns, the spectral singing of Kathryn Joseph, and the lush ornamentation of the London Contemporary Orchestra was as close to a trip abroad most of us will manage this year.
SEALIONWOMAN (London Strongrooms, 31/08/20)
As I was saying before we were so rudely interrupted…
After seven months of COVID-induced lockdown, the mere fact I was in the company of people I wasn’t related to by blood was more thrilling than the particulars of the actual bill. But even under normal circumstances, the double-whammy of innovative string-looper Agathe Max and leftfield vocalist Kitty Whitelaw would have been a fine way to while away a sunny August Bank Holiday.
After seven months of COVID-induced lockdown, the mere fact I was in the company of people I wasn’t related to by blood was more thrilling than the particulars of the actual bill. But even under normal circumstances, the double-whammy of innovative string-looper Agathe Max and leftfield vocalist Kitty Whitelaw would have been a fine way to while away a sunny August Bank Holiday.
Saturday, March 21, 2020
Sunday, March 08, 2020
SLEATER-KINNEY (London Brixton Academy, 26/02/20)
The mix was poor and the venue colder than Priti Patel's heart, but Carrie Brownstein is a weapons-grade badass, her synergy with Corin Tucker remains next-level, and 26 songs whizzed by in a blink of an eye. Been waiting to see these riot grrrls for years, and I was not disappointed.
The mix was poor and the venue colder than Priti Patel's heart, but Carrie Brownstein is a weapons-grade badass, her synergy with Corin Tucker remains next-level, and 26 songs whizzed by in a blink of an eye. Been waiting to see these riot grrrls for years, and I was not disappointed.
NORMAN CONNORS (London IndigO2, 24/01/20)
Top tip: if you ever want to feel young, go to a jazz-funk revue. Shame Ronnie Laws cancelled at the last minute and in all honesty some acts were better than others, but Lonnie Liston Smith and the tight-as-hell Starship Orchestra redeemed what could have been a disappointing night.
Top tip: if you ever want to feel young, go to a jazz-funk revue. Shame Ronnie Laws cancelled at the last minute and in all honesty some acts were better than others, but Lonnie Liston Smith and the tight-as-hell Starship Orchestra redeemed what could have been a disappointing night.
GIANT DRAG (London Oslo, 22/01/20)
A monumental-sounding show from the fuzz-drenched indie-rockers, though the highlight may have been the ever-volatile Annie Hardy launching the most deliciously withering takedown of the twats at the front who chatted through her first song. "Kevin Is Gay" remains a top-tier Tune.
A monumental-sounding show from the fuzz-drenched indie-rockers, though the highlight may have been the ever-volatile Annie Hardy launching the most deliciously withering takedown of the twats at the front who chatted through her first song. "Kevin Is Gay" remains a top-tier Tune.
THE SYMPHONIC SOUNDS OF STUDIO GHIBLI (London Jazz Cafe, 12/01/20)
Tend to set my expectations low for tribute concerts as they often prove a pale imitation of the real thing, but Stompy's Playground string-based effort was a genuine triumph. The Laputa, Spirited Away and Totoro selections were delightful, I was obviously chuffed to see the ever-underrated Porco Rosso get its due, and Whisper of The Heart was an unexpected highlight with its spontaneous audience sing-along.
Tend to set my expectations low for tribute concerts as they often prove a pale imitation of the real thing, but Stompy's Playground string-based effort was a genuine triumph. The Laputa, Spirited Away and Totoro selections were delightful, I was obviously chuffed to see the ever-underrated Porco Rosso get its due, and Whisper of The Heart was an unexpected highlight with its spontaneous audience sing-along.
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