Now then; I appear to have forgotten about this blog again? Not really, I’ve just been a bit busy with fitting in at uni and getting work sorted and those kinds of excuses. Possibly.

Saturday! For some reason I ended up at PUSH, an indie alternative club night thing at the Astoria 2. (Trivia fact: there is a Japanese magazine called Push; I can see it appealing to /b/tards but very little others. Yeah, thanks for that Wikipedia) Involved a free guestlist magic pass. Musically sound in places but the clientele I remember describing as ‘CUNTS CUNTS CUNTS’ to a mate on the phone. Which is a shame, and no doubt a shameless generalisation, and besides the second room was under Transgressive Records’ control and they played some fine tracks. Friendly Fires played and were the kind of vaguely enjoyable dance-indie-dressed-in-Dov’s-finest which are ten for a pound these days. Look, I took a picture:

I might go back, but only if I get in for free again and is already wasted by the time I get there. If you want to do the same, make friends with lovely people and check out the offie opposite New Cross Gate station.

Wednesday! iLiKETRAiNS are from Leeds, adhere to public transport and sing about histories past. They played the Scala in Kings Cross where the current record for most expensive drink bought by myself now holds: £3.80 for a tiny Jack and Coke can fuck right off. As could both support bands, who just really made you want to reach for another few, so then your wallet begins to feel pain as well and you feel like you’re in for a miserable night. Not so: it took just a few songs written about witch-hunts and assassinations that sound as massive as any post-rock visionary you’d care to mention to make me swoon again. And then there was ‘Terra Nova’, a song up there with my favourite songs of recent years and it sounded wistfully massive. I took another picture!

See, it’s like I’ve been blogging forever. Friday! Went to two very different things; one cheap and amazing, the other stupidly expensive and a wee bit pointless. I was first in Stoke Newington for Ryan Jewell with Patrick Farmer, Matt Milton and David Thomas and absorbed some lo-fi drone noise or whatever it was - I still feel like I can’t exactly review anything improv but I’ll practise! If there was a theme it was of producing noises akin to those odd electronic bleeps and pulses that sound ethereal and yet harsh and yet all combine to make something oddly relaxing. Support from Cheap Machines whose sound is definitely of the kind of high drone that I’m starting to love (see also: Pocahaunted) made this a nice way to venture into rather rough territory. I followed this with, erm, Synergy. Basically, if you want to pay £20 and be surrounded by yuppies and old hippies on drugs while listening to lots of repetitive drum and bass then you should totally go. As for me, well…

So that’s a week in a silly small amount of words compared to the week before. ‘In Flowers’ should appear on the 10th - expect a review of it as soon as I grab my hands on it…

roman david