Just when I
thought that my days of being a blog-posting flake were long behind me, I have
managed to let three months pass by without so much as even a photo post. I
would use the excuse that I’ve been pretty cut-up by Christopher Owens’
departure from Girls, but that only happened last week so excuses aside, here's what I've been up to.
Things have
been pretty quiet on the gig front lately, but last month a few friends and I
went to the Sexbeat 5th Birthday Cruise on the Thames .
This was supposed to be a tribute/re-creation of sorts of the Sex Pistols Silver
Jubilee boat cruise 30 years previous. Musical delights were provided by
Crocodiles, who I have seen play several times and always look forward to watching.
The band playing before them was Weird Dreams https://www.facebook.com/weirddreams, who I was aware of but have never
properly listened to. I decided to watch their set out of curiosity (their singer
was wearing an Elvira t-shirt, which may have influenced this decision was pretty neat) and am glad that I did so. I might be a little late to the party
in getting into them, given that they supported Girls at The Forum in May, but their
song ‘Little Girl’ has been on repeat in my head for what feels like forever. I
would really recommend them as a live act and their album ‘Choreography’. I unfortunately
didn’t take any photos of the night as I forgot my camera but for those
interested there are some on the Sexbeat website.
It’s a bit
early to do a July post but I had been looking forward to going to watch east
London metal band Throne https://www.facebook.com/thronemusic (big love for their music/merch/hair) play in
Camden last Thursday for a while when Lewis from LA SHARK invited me to
their single launch for Modern Man at new Dalston bar Birthdays. The above photo was taken a few minutes before the band went on stage. As I haven’t
seen the LA SHARK boys in a while, and was already in Hackney that evening
having a look around Australian graffiti artist LUSH’s show, I decided that I would catch
Throne again at a later date. As is typical of a LA SHARK show, the place was
packed and the crowd were really into it. The show ended with a stage invasion
and remainder of the night was spent dancing to 90s RnB in a snooker hall with
Australian boys that are apparently members of a band called Foxx on Fire.
After rattling on about my love of the Holga cat camera in previous posts, it died last week after being used a grand total of five times. I am now convinced that I am a camera curse.
On the plus side, no more getting weird looks from strangers on the tube when
my bag lets out an inappropriately loud ‘miiaaaooow’ after accidentally
knocking the talk button. R.I.P cat camera. It was fun while it lasted.
