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”
My friend Seth was outside, having a cigarette and trying to loose himself from a bird tryin’ to chat him up. As much as he looks as a more lascivious version of Zach Galifianakis, he keeps raking them women in. So it goes.
Tramlines Festival 2012: Saturday 21st July
Saturday at Tramlines is always the main event and the day you can pack more into (not being at work and all). As the sun finally appeared, I made my way to the band stand in Weston Park to catch The Early Cartographers who, with their expansive line-up and multi-instrumental nature, were a good fit for a lunchtime slot on a sunny Saturday. They do have a dark side though, blinding several small children in ugly sweet-throwing scenes (joking, of course). Continue reading “Tramlines 2012 – Guest review #2”
The Hope Explosion, Wet Nuns, All Mankind and The Violet May @ Leadmill, Sheffield.
The Monicans @ Leadmill, with support from Dan Williamson, obLONG, Blue Lip Feel and The Hosts.
Starting up the night to everyone’s delight was Dan Williamson, always a pleasure to see live with his ditties. His set was short but sweet, with the solemnity that was the perfect hors d’oeuvre for the night. By the way, you can get his album for free, check the “links” section below (or just press here if you’re bored already with this review).
I am Kloot @ Leadmill, Sheffield October 6 2010
As previously stated in another review in this very site, it’s hard to detach yourself from the sometimes impossibly high expectations of a band you love and the show you get.
Such is the case for I am Kloot, a band that took me into a long, arduous path of emotional gordian knots and slice of life lyrics with their second album, I am Kloot.
Saturday 24: Pata de Perro (Sheffield Alabama Death March).
Day started out nicely with the Bromheads‘ flashmob in front of the Student Union of the University of Sheffield. A sparse but eager crowd was there, told by organisers that as soon as the band started playing, they had to freeze in position, with poses as silly as they could muster to keep for 2 minutes.
The song played was ‘Friends’ (the very one they played when they got chased out of the City Library twice in April). Afterwards it was time to take the Busker Bus, which arrived not late not early, but exactly when it was expected to arrive. After cramming everyone inside, the band haphazardly started to play ‘Friends’ again.
5 days of madness (or, a round of applause for your friend from Brighton) (Editorial note: we only allow him this self-indulging rant because of what happened to him last saturday). Day one: Noah and the Whale sing about your broken heart. A quick personal opinion What makes a twee/indie band relevant these years? It feels everyone now makes catchy songs with strange, quirky … Continue reading Review : Noah and the Whale (Leadmill, Sheffield)