Europe does it right. In Europe bands like Shining (not to be confused with the really rubbish Swedish band of the same name) play massive stages at festivals and are able to do some really unique things and expose it to a large, and receptive, audience.
In Scotland, they’re playing a tiny venue that isn’t even full because they don’t have the right hair cuts and don’t write songs about pizza.But that’s cool as well. You gain more internet points for going to incredible shows that everyone isn’t at.
Hands up: I’m a musical elitist.
I don’t mean it in a malicious way, I just have pretty specific standards for music. Those being: it has to be well performed, posses some sort of significant form regarding its genre constraints and it has to ignite something emotionally. Whether that’s eviscerating emotional experience or a nice wee dance is irrelevant.
This year I was lucky enough to get accredited to take photographs at Hevy fest. My first official time being a photographer at a music festival. Sure, by the standards of your Reading and Downloads it isn’t big, but by my cooler than thou punk rock standards getting to shoot at the same festival that some of my favorite bands of all time are playing at is pretty big. I was going to get to shoot some of those bands.
The big dog had arrived.
If by big dog you mean slightly unsure, socially awkward and pretty unprepared small ginger puppy.
Finding new bands rules. That’s part of my motivation behind this blog, to share the new bands I discover with other people. Not because my opinion matters more when it comes to bands, because lets face facts, I’m nothing an idiot, even if it is a well intentioned one. But because I think discovering new music is the most wonderful thing, and I miss the days when you discovered a band through the radio, sampler CDs and word of mouth. It doesn’t seem to be the same anymore. For better and for worse.
Veto are a band I think everyone should discover one way or another. Pop punk with all the pop and more punk that average. It’s well good. Also they’ve excellent taste in shirts. See below for more.
Bear Arms are well good. They convincingly bolt pop sensibilities and left field influences onto some seriously meaty riffage. Kinda reminds you of what was so cool about post-hardcore in the first place, before it became dominated by pro-tools, those nauseating Punk Goes Pop albums and snapback caps.
First show of the year was sick! And I got to give my new wide angle lens a spin. Which was also sick.
King Tut’s has certainly earned it’s reputation over the years, but at the same time it’s also been years since I’ve seen a gig worthy of that reputation in King Tuts. Last night turned out to be one of those gigs.