End of the Road Festival… I’d half hoped it might be at the foot of the A303, but sadly it’s nearer Wiltshire. That’s about the only disappointment though, and it’s a trivial one.
Tonight Chvrches face the challenge of a room full of hipsters in this brick Shoreditch temple. The rites begin with the kickdrums of ‘Lies‘, foreboding bass tones that recall early Gary Numan.
For the opening date of their tour it also strikes a tone for the rest of the set, in turn salutatory and melancholy.
FIDLAR – somewhere between the Beach Boys and the Monkees of punk.
Moulettes bring the dark crypt-like confines of the Roundhouse Hub to life with darkly comic tales of love, sex and death – like all good folk music.
Nothing different, just a classic recipe executed well with the infectious energy and unshakable faith of the young. These four are living the dream right now. Let them.
They said it was crazy to make an album like ‘Graceland’, but Simon and millions of listeners turned on 25 years ago to this wonderful music from Africa have proved them wrong.
The Psychedelic Furs, led by brothers Richard and Tim Butler, were formed in 1977 and released their eponymous debut album in 1980. They’ve been gigging, bar some years in the wilderness, for thirty-five years, and some fans here have probably been coming to watch them for as long.