Expect some more reviews over the next couple of days anyway, amid driving theory test revision and hammerings of Wario Land: The Shake Dimension on my Wii.
Anyways, over the last couple week's I've been listening to...
Tuesday 24 February 2009
New stuffs!!!!
How lame am I? I knew I'd be absolutely hopeless at keeping this kind of thing regular.
Sunday 1 February 2009
Cablecar Catastrophe, Pretty Jacks, Screaming Lights and others// The Hub// Exeter// 30/01/09
please note:// i am not a photographer, the snaps included are awful, i am highly aware of this, just squint whilst looking at them, they look a bit better then (:
Tonight we find ourselves in one of Exeter's dingier, lesser known venues, The Hub, for a bit of a ramshackle collection of bands, from Exeter, North Devon, and Liverpool. A very chaotic night ensues, more about that later...
First up, Barnstaple's brilliant Cablecar Catastrophe take to the stage for a quick opening set, bringing out their Bright Eyes, Dashboard Confessional, Automatic, Libertines mash-up rock, trying their hardest to get the small crowd who've turned up already dancing, carrying on like indie troopers regardless of the fact their ill singer threw up three times on the way to the venue. Even with a somewhat miniscule audience the set goes down well, which is more than can be said for the following band The Adventures Of...
Performing with the concept of a Victorian circus act The Adventures Of... appear to be playing a dumbed down show tonight, whilst still sounding like a fetal Kaisers Cheifs playing Horrors tracks, they seem to be missing the stage dramatics that would complete their set, leaving the few people watching looking pretty bemused and unimpressed.
Exeter Americana band Count To Fire are next to take the stage, in an attempt to turn around the slow evening, with a waistcoated, corduroy trousered, plodding set, like a lacklustre Ryan Adams And The Cardinals, think it's best we move on there.
And onto much better things, Liverpool's Screaming Lights manage to reignite the evening. Having been demoted from headliners, in a cynical ploy by the venues management to keep the crowd of mainly Pretty Jacks fans propping up the bar for as long as possible, they still manage to get things moving with a firey selection of urgent, shoegazing, Interpol, Joy Division style numbers, the band looking nonchalent and unshakeable throughout.
Finally South Molton's Pretty Jacks finish off the night with a franctic, drunken brawl of a performance, managing to bang out some brand new tracks, amidst the mess of one too many drinks (due to their late start time), and still able to thrill as much as ever, their Bloc Party riffs and rock'n'roll persona cause mayhem right up until the moment the band are ejected from the venue by the promoters, following a slight skuffle, and a lifelong ban, citing criminal damage to equipment, making for a nicely chaotic end to a nicely chaotic evening.
//Pretty Jacks - The Ripper//------------
First up, Barnstaple's brilliant Cablecar Catastrophe take to the stage for a quick opening set, bringing out their Bright Eyes, Dashboard Confessional, Automatic, Libertines mash-up rock, trying their hardest to get the small crowd who've turned up already dancing, carrying on like indie troopers regardless of the fact their ill singer threw up three times on the way to the venue. Even with a somewhat miniscule audience the set goes down well, which is more than can be said for the following band The Adventures Of...
Performing with the concept of a Victorian circus act The Adventures Of... appear to be playing a dumbed down show tonight, whilst still sounding like a fetal Kaisers Cheifs playing Horrors tracks, they seem to be missing the stage dramatics that would complete their set, leaving the few people watching looking pretty bemused and unimpressed.
Exeter Americana band Count To Fire are next to take the stage, in an attempt to turn around the slow evening, with a waistcoated, corduroy trousered, plodding set, like a lacklustre Ryan Adams And The Cardinals, think it's best we move on there.
And onto much better things, Liverpool's Screaming Lights manage to reignite the evening. Having been demoted from headliners, in a cynical ploy by the venues management to keep the crowd of mainly Pretty Jacks fans propping up the bar for as long as possible, they still manage to get things moving with a firey selection of urgent, shoegazing, Interpol, Joy Division style numbers, the band looking nonchalent and unshakeable throughout.
Finally South Molton's Pretty Jacks finish off the night with a franctic, drunken brawl of a performance, managing to bang out some brand new tracks, amidst the mess of one too many drinks (due to their late start time), and still able to thrill as much as ever, their Bloc Party riffs and rock'n'roll persona cause mayhem right up until the moment the band are ejected from the venue by the promoters, following a slight skuffle, and a lifelong ban, citing criminal damage to equipment, making for a nicely chaotic end to a nicely chaotic evening.//Pretty Jacks - The Ripper//------------
please note:// sound is majorly distorted, my bad, be prepared to whack your volume down, or risk temporary hearing damage. ta (:
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)