I hate Hoxton Pony, but Evryone are ACE. They played a few weeks ago and I was blown away by their jerky sound. Like Scissor Sisters on acid and way way WAY cooler.
NOT SQUARES ARE LOUD, they are ridiculously tight and such lovely people. They run on chips and cheese whilst on tour (apparantly its food of the gods) They are from Belfast (if my memory is correct) and seem to have a rather loyal crowd. They played KOKO in Camden last Friday and the place was packed, seriously.
Sounded divine, heavy, made me want to live
These are the worst pictures I've ever taken, sorry chaps
Hoxton Bar & Kitchen was home to a rumpus last week.
Elephants were a smidge like Beach House, just a girlier version. Really chilled out electro with heavenly vocals.
Dimbleby & Capper were off the chain in a humungous way, all big pink candy floss hair, weird masks, skitzo dancers and thumping bass heavy drums. I loved it, a lot.
Here's some really shit pictures. (blackberry's a really shoddy)
Laura from D+C will be on the Filthy Disco next week, keep your ears peeled
This band are ROLLICKING. They took me by complete surprise last week at Barfly, I hadn't braced my self for such a voice. Tremendously tight and seriously invigorating are Dirty Hands.
This blog is mostly about music, because music is the closest thing to magic. But occasionally it also houses my meanderings, wistful thoughts, and of course my adventures.
Today it's for the latter. It's easy to get into habits as a human being, and sometimes they are not for the best. As your life becomes smaller and smaller it can seem like ones options are limited.
This morning, over a delectable brunch at our favourite East End eatery - me and my petal decided. You have to think outside the box you've put yourself in, I am inspired and I am never looking back. I am off to explore, revel with rogues, wink at fairies, do what i feel. Liberation.
On another note, Peter Doherty played a one-off gig at The Macbeth last night. He's lovely. He sang perfectly, strummed impeccably, sweated dutifully and we danced vivaciously.
I'll sever my ties. Oh I'm so clever, You're so clever, but you're not very nice.
Vince Kidd has the best voice I've heard in a very long time. It is rich, gravelly and realllly powerful. In fact - It's so pleasing to the ear that I could easily give up carbohydrates for a week if it meant I could have his voice for dinner every night. Literally - it's that good.
Last week I went to watch him at The Boogaloo in Archway, and I'm pleased to say his voice is just as thick in real life as it is on record. He's got this amazing American 1950's thing going on - but with a punky twist. Maybe if you mixed Elvis with Sid Vicious (If that were humanly possible) you might get Vince Kidd.
Look at him here! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Vince-Kidd/132109196822147
And you can hear him chatting to me on the Filthy Disco soon!