Posts Tagged ‘Art Rocker’

So last night I was very Scott Pilgrim. No I wasn’t fighting evil ex-boyfriends, sadly. Instead I found myself at what you could say was Indie (I mean, no one would have heard of the bands) rock gig thing. It was in some small venue somewhere in London, around Hoxton… wherever that is.

Anyway, there was some bands who played some music and there were some people (like me) who watched and listened. BEHOLD!

Fever Fever – This band opened the night. A band of three from Norwich, which I guess I could count as “from back home” … maybe? They’re basically Sleigh Bells in stereo. I say this as there are TWO girls on guitar screaming down the mic while the guy drums instead of the one (like in Sleigh Bells). I mean, they were okay and I could tolerate them. The guitar was pretty decent, with the girl with darker hair (who needs names these days?) probably being better as she was doing most the work while the blonde one did most the…. singing? I dunno, I mean there were times when it sounded like they could actually sing but then continued to yell. At least Sleigh Bells have some sort of variation. Now obviously they were playing live and after listening to the studio recorded song, it does song better. I mean, yeah, they’re something. Tolerable really. Would be nicer for a bit of variation hither and dither. Also, there were a lot of awkward interludes during the set which was rather off putting :S

Purson – Now I liked this band. A 4 piece band with a woman on lead guitar and vocals. Looking at them you’d expect something a bit more…. psychedelic what with the band mostly dressed in 60s “hippy” clothing, but not really. It’s a nice bit of rocky rock? It’s not exactly RAWK and then not something completely basic and bland (see Mumford & Sons and Ed Sheeran). The singer was amazing. She was insane on the guitar and her singing was incredible. It felt like she, pardon the cliché, owned the stage. It was weird every now and then as it seemed like she was trying to do some thing to make her eyes really wide every now and then, but that could just be mild paranoia. I could definitely see myself listening to them in the future. As I listen to some of their stuff again now the opening of Twos and Ones sounds SO much like an old band (for me anyway, so like maybe 70s) which I really can’t place.

Cold in Berlin – The last act of the evening. It’s a bit of a worry when you notice the sheer amount of 30 – 40 year old men with dyed black hair, big boots and piercings multiply. I quickly found out why. Now, they’re hard to categorise but it was another band of just the woman singer screaming down the mic, but this time it had added dancing like you’re dead inside! Woo! Also I got the feeling she secretly wished she was Emperor Palpatine from Star Wars with the amount of force lightening hand gestures she was doing. The band seemed almost as if they didn’t exist though as they had very little presence on the stage as they were overshadowed by the woman who seemed to be having a mental breakdown. Occasionally the guitarist in his odd cloth reaper (?) hood would walk up to a mic and then mumble something incoherent and then go back to his job of wishing he was Johnny Greenwood (from Radiohead, because let’s face it… we all wish we were). If you’ve seen Scott Pilgrim vs The World and seen the sort of stuff Scott does while playing the bass… it’s much to the same as the bassist here. Sometimes it’d seem like he was getting too into it and nearly fall across the stage. There was a lot of space on the stage for him to do this as the singer would occasionally decide to walk down into the standing area and then sing/jump/breakdown in the crowd. Although this was somewhat engaging it just made the rest of the band even less apparent as you were just turned away from them to make sure she didn’t stand on you. It’s a band which I could listen to if it was ON (and like, not rip out my ears) but it’s not exactly something I’d willingly listen to in my own time.

The night was alright, it was rather off putting when you realise that other than the 16 year-old girls (in their Addidas trainers) who left after the first act, probably past their bedtime, you were the youngest one there. It was mostly old, middle-aged, beer bellied men. Specifically 3 men who were stood in front of us the ENTIRE time. Then the other bunch of people seemed like either businessmen who had had a bit too much to drink and would probably wake up with Whiplash in their neck from all the head bobbing and then a bunch of rock scene 20 – 30 year-olds. Who need to accept the fact that they’re not 16 any more and dressing up like one is rather embarrassing.

So yeah, there are some bands who did some things.

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