Officially, I heard from Nat Johnson when she was way over Monkey Swallows The Universe. Unofficially, I’ve heard of her just before that Last of The Summer festival I didn’t go to anyways. I remember an editor at Forge Media being a little obsessed with the ‘Sheffield Shanty’ track. I said that ‘Bloodline’ was better. And that’s why I got sacked from Forge Media. Well, no, or maybe I … Continue reading 30 days, 30 bands – #18 Nat Johnson
Nat Johnson @ Redhouse with support from Rory McVicar and Gyppos.
The Redhouse is a lil’ hidden behind the desolation we know as the North Campus. A slew of gigs have been getting its reputation up for some time now and in a cold night in March (seems to be the norm now), it was time for a night of acoustic rock and roll.
It was a cold day in August and the weather prediction was cloudy with a high chance of rambling and ranting. I have to interview Nat Johnson and the Figureheads. They are Nat (vocals/guitar), Kevin (guitar), Chris (bass) and Neil (drums).
One of the bar staff graciously puts a table for us outside, and we sat for a few minutes, with mouths agape towards the visually striking imagery that is the Sheffield rush hour. Some rambling about a half naked man appearing in some of Neil’s previous gigs goes on for a bit and then I remember I have to actually interview them …
(long interview, here’s a song to listen to…)
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.
Nat Johnson & the Figureheads – Roman Radio
The skinny: Skate, rattle and roll, you dirty rotten souls!
The review proper: Deceptively urgent. That’s the “pretentious lazy journo” term I’ll be using on this one. Sure, it’s mostly acoustic and in the pop side of the spectrum, but Roman Radio rocks. Maybe not so obviously on the sound side (although distortion is not a requisite for rock), but sure does on the lyrics front.