bloody hell I'm getting behind already - Tuesday was spent in a vaguely sleepy state, my body unhappy with the sudden attack of "staying up late headbanging" after a 4 week break.
Gig #2 of 2009 - Livesoc @ UWE Glenside
Awful weather! Lineup mixup (sorry Jim)! PA semi-failure!
First two acts on were of the, um, easy-listening-blues-rock-persuasion...plus some dude wearing a rugby shirt came on between them and sang a couple of slow mumbly songs about being lonely/sad/bored/a bit peckish...I dunno, I wasn't paying attention.
Little rants about things that annoy me about live music #1
People who say "thank you!" immediately at the end of a song...why not just shout "APPLAUD NOW YOU PEASANTS" and have done with it?
What if people don't want to clap? What about letting the dying notes of your final chord sink into the audience's brainholes for a little while? What about being a little bit sensible and crediting the audience with enough intelligence to be able to tell when a song has ended (and then fuck with their expectations by ending songs in weird and interesting ways, putting little fake end-ettes in sometimes).
Overriding all of these little points of etiquette is the blindingly pedantic fact that saying "Thank you" before having been given something is just wrong on the most fundamental level.
Think about it ; if you said "Thank you" to a cashier at the supermarket before they'd even started serving you...they'd think you were simple.
Despite all that, oh yeah and having a fit of absolute MEGA-NERVE-PANIC for about 25 minutes prior to going on...all was overcome by the pure awesome power of ROCK which resulted in a massively fun set.
Spontaneously getting the room to sing a slightly nervous call and response to my Jim Lockey cover has to be one of my all time favourite gig moments...even if they probably only did it out of my plea to "not make me look like a tit". Gold.
Setlist;
Sunclouds
Modesty Is Dead
Camera Shy
Appetite For Distraction
Pros & Cons
Happy Birthday James Blunt (Jim Lockey cover)
There Can Be Only One
Settling down to get seriously stuck in to my UWE Livesoc donated bar tab, heroically aided by Jim L (only in a student union can two grown men get that wasted on £20) we heartily enjoyed the youthful exhuberance of The Go Pogs' funky punkiness before heading home for a bit more whisky, general chitchat, and to almost fall asleep playing Smash Bros. Brawl.
Nursing an almighty hangover, I somehow made it through a day at the office with enough energy left over to go see Kris Roe (almost wrote "Rock" then) acoustic show @ The Croft...ably supported by the "sorry I got there too late to see you" Following Announcement, the excellent and lovely Attika State (who I quite expertly haggled down the price of a cd to the princely sum of £3.15 and a really nice plectrum), and the "more Green Day than Green Day these days" The Remnants ;)
Pear cider is good. Music is good. Going to gigs is good. Playing gigs is good. Not getting enough sleep...may prove to be less good.
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