i saw some pretty WACK bands last night.
first up. two chinless public scool boys in stupid hats and tweed playing drums (way too loud for the space/other sounds) and singing (terribly) and making thee most horrendously painful array of screeching sounds from a keyboard and a bank of distortion pedals. they were accompanied by a girl on electric double bass. nice ideas but they were just so incredibly punchably annoying and the actual sounds they produced made you want to pull your own teeth out. it was actually ear-piecingly eye-stabbingly painful. and that's always going to be a barrier for me.
the second band were a buch of spanish euro-rockers in their late 30s playing dull plodding pub rock and pulling irony-free cheesy wembley stadium poses with every widdling guitar solo. great. i liked that they were having fun i guess and that they had their family there (dad with a camcorder, pink jumper and white trousers in the front row). i hated their shitty dull music, the fact that they borrowed all of our stuff without having the courtesy to even ask and left (with their entire entourage) right after they played and spent the rest of the night smoking outside. fucking rude arseholes.
then it was us. i thought we played really well last night, even though there is something unavoidably demoralising about playing while people file out.
the last band must have been all of 16. maybe even younger. in soundcheck they remimnded me of mister bungle dressed as the ordinary boys. turns out they were a lot more conventionally indie than that. although they did develop into a full on sonic-youth style noise wig-out in the last couple of songs. impressively competent for being so young but nothing to really write home about. the drummer looked exactly like one of those fat kids from the vauxhall adverts. awwww.Statistics: Posted by dookerdoo — Fri Jul 13, 2007 12:06 pm
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