Let’s get this out the way nice and early. As an adolescent, b was a classical singer that the likes of Richard and Judy fawned over. She then became a pop starlet, and allegedly went off the rails (i.e. she liked to drink alcohol from time to time, unlike, well I don’t know, most late teens?). Now at the tender age of 28, she’s dropped off the radar – or at least the radar of those who aren’t willing to tune past Radio 1 or switch over from MTV. Continue reading “Gig review – Charlotte Church @ The Leadmill”
The anticipation in the room ranged from the absolute maximum (myself as well as large portions of the crowd) right down to the seemingly bare minimum as the crowd waited for noisy London/Manchester DIY indie trio Mazes to take the stage at Birthdays in Dalston, East London on the last date of their February tour.
The Washington, that last Outpost before The Great Sheffield Wilderness, hosted on Thanksgiving day an Americana night with 4 bands, 2 on the velvet and gossamer side of fabric, the other couple on the denim and polyester side. Amidst the constant, Tapper-like flow of drinks, free turkey sandwiches were given and a hard-as-hell quiz was imposed (to the tune of Murder by Death‘s ‘Until morale improves, the beatings will continue’). Continue reading “Gig: Mordrake, Canyon Family, Coma Girls, Roaming Son”
Hey, hi, we’d like to extend a courteous invitation to all you lovely readers to our last ever gig. We’ve had a fun run, but we’ve decided to stop. As we need to go out with a bang, we are organising a charity gig with Great Deeds (who also will be launching their EP, Disastrochimp), with support with the ever solid Tribal Fighters and Tetsuo.
The charity we chose was CRESST, an ace organisation working in Sheffield. RSVP Continue reading “Invitation – West Street Live gig, October 21st”
Apologies to Line Up 2 and John Swain for missing their sets. Continue reading “Review : Autism Awareness Night”
Cats:for:Peru + Zapp Brannigan @ Sheffield Hallam Hubs, Pod A
Below, people massed to see some football match between squads I have no knowledge of. Music first, sports later.
It was a cold night in Sheffield, my camera was failing and I went into Bungalows and Bears for sanctuary (and maybe some pear cider).
Sunday 25: Coogan warned us about you (gushing and ranting).
Sunday was the last day and The Knackering was setting in. Going to sleep at 4 am didn’t help, but hey, S1 Artspace was worth it completely. Massive Gig attendee tip #19: for blisters try using ample shoes and painkillers.
Typing interviews and general writing shenanigans had been taxing and just missing the buskers bus with Cats:for:Peru was downright depressing. Still, soldier on.
On a freezing cold February night, a select few of the wiser souls in Sheffield made the decision to huddle into the cosy Washington pub. The reason was not for bevvys (with the exception of perhaps one particularly inebriated 40-something, who almost got chucked out for his forceful drunken banter!); not for the friendly atmosphere; not even for warmth and shelter. The congregation happened because we knew something magical was about to happen: Sheffield trio The Unfortunate Incident were to play an up close ‘n’ personal acoustic set for us to feast our ears on.