Due to the constant ringing in my ear but mainly, the euphoria from Sam Forrest and Co, I am unable to sleep. Today was Sir David of Laley's Birthday and what better way to celebrate than by making ear drums bleed!
Tonight was a night where all acts were great. Local boys The Federals (minus a couple members) were rough and ready. A very accomplished performance that put the rest of the night in good stead. Second on were Airship, who, to my surprise didn't turn the volume down. Again, another very good set although there were a couple songs in the middle when the keyboard came out and they starting crossing into Keane/Coldplay/Snow Patrol territory. But, they pull it back with the last few songs. I especially enjoyed 'So After All'.
Tonight though, was about a little Manchester outfit called Nine Black Alps. My second time in their attendance but the atmospheres and venues couldn't differ anymore. The first time I saw them (it have been through beer goggles) was on a beach and it was quite tiring being in a crowd that would not stop jumping or shouting. This time it was in The Duchess (York). No breeze, no fog, no fucking sand between my toes just the expectation of a great night ahead.
They hit the stage and without introduction, began and straight into the next one and the next. They were getting down to business. It was evident they were testing and enjoying playing material from their forthcoming third album.
After four or five songs in I turned around to my one year older friend (I wouldn't embarrass him by mentioning his age) and we had exactly the same thoughts. Why wasn't anyone moving? There we were watching a rock band with their music on their sleeve and no one was moving or dancing. We weren't at a goddamn Kenny G concert.
Anywho, Nine Black Alps were relentless and killed a whole lotta brain cells tonight. The softly spoken Sam Forrest thanked us half a dozen times in between songs (why? I don't know). The crowd or statues started shouting "one more, one more". I didn't want one more though, I wanted five more, ten more, however many but more than one. They didn't return for an encore but who can blame them.
An underrated class act.
I'm going to go to bed now.
Stephen 'Kokanez' Caines
22/06/09 (but now it is 23/06/09)
1 comment:
Awesome night, great review, but i'll say again what I said then about those boring buggers in our way. I know it was a Monday but why the fuck spend your pennies on a ticket and then have the morbid disrespect to stand motionless picking your nose without smiling at the very front of the stage. I wanted to go fucking mental towards the end of Burn Faster but was slightly concerned and aware the dozen or so statues as you very rightly put it were going to tell me to "keep the noise down"....
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