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.
Foals play a triumphant gig at London’s cavernous Royal Albert Hall touring their highly-acclaimed third album Holy Fire. Pictures originally published in issue 85 of Clash magazine, April 2013
Viv Albertine, former Slit, ex-punkette and film director, now writer caustic, post-marital songs of middle age and confusion.
Prog is back, armed with better synthesisers, more effects, and the most mental drummers on Earth. Gallops, Portasound and The Physics House Band tear the roof off The Lexington.
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.
I ran out of memory cards in the end and just danced to Fimber’s rhythms. We got him back for an encore and he said “Give yourself a big hand, I’ve never had an encore in 20 years”.
Stripped back to guitar and voice, it wasn’t at all like Stereolab, but Laetitia Sadier’s French accented, lush singing voice, wry humour and strident political lyrics are still as they ever were.
As part of a fundraising drive to raise cash for a £2m project that would ensure the future of the 600-year-old St Nicholas’ Chapel in King’s Lynn, Norfolk, these photos were taken during the two-day Festival of Angels.
Hit by Katrina in 2005, Six Flags lies abandoned, its rollercoaster carcass steadily stripped for scrap and sinking slowly back into the bayou.