Reviews should be up soon, though this week I’m dividing my time between the usual updates and working on the next project for AMPjam. However, as the whole thing is nearing it’s completion, it’s about time to explain what it’s all about. Think of this as an anti-blog, instead of bilious ranting from a dwarf, you get actual information of the site, let’s hope this doesn’t cause the world to explode… actually, it should be alright as these developments are important, but still rather minor.
People who know me quite well could point out that I’m a bit of a geek, a bit of an obvious fact I guess. But I also don’t buy every video-game under the sun and I think very carefully about what I buy. The same goes with my latest purchase, which I’m absolutely ecstatic with, namely “De Blob”, a game on the Wii. But what swayed me was not by a magazine but rather by a short blog by a guy called Sam Logan (check out his comic an www.samandfuzzy.com)…
The Pitz is pretty full tonight, though the feeling is slightly numb, Terrapin Trainstation have finally called it a day and are playing their last show. To quote bassist Kev, it feels like a “surreal funeral” with faces old and new appearing to see the band off. Nabbing the odd chance to talk to some of the guys in the band is hard with so many people around offering their regards, though me and Steffi do get to chat to Dave, Sean and Kev before the night begins with Gray Hulbert taking to the stage for an acoustic dabbling.
A lot of younger kids will know what I’m on about, music has usually been about revolting against the parents, listening to music that’s far too loud and far too racy for your elders so you have something that you like and they cannot touch. It forms the fabric of part of growing up, it always had, your parent’s think your favourite music is noise, their parents thought their favourite music was noise, then add-infinitum among many, many generations to you liking… You catch my drift?
Now here’s a very interesting Cd that reached it’s way over to AMPjam, as you well know, we’re all about the local scene, and so are these guys… The band behind it all call themselves “The Concept: MK”, being three of the city’s former sons and evidently, base their music around MK and it’s goings on. Be it City Limits, The Point or the much missed Sanctuary, these have all seemed to spark the imaginations of the trio behind this fairly new musical project.
I’ve been a very bad boy lately, thanks to having extended shifts at work and going to a charity gig that had an embarassingly low turnout I felt a bit aggitated, grumpy, wallowy and accidentally forgot about the site for a while. But, I’m back and brimming with fresh rants! Now here’s something that some people will agree on (Steffi Lewis, Kate Redley) and others will despise me for, maybe. How do you go about taking your shots at a gig? And how exactly do your results come out?
Back when Rock Hard first opened it’s doors to the public, there was a bit of a showcase from different people to give the opening a bit of “oomph”, resulting in a few sets from someblindingly good and seasoned musicians. It didn’t stop there though, as those unstoppable guys at Rock Hard have been putting on some more evenings since then and the latest one focuses around a fairly young but successful guitar brand known as Indie, showcasing their models around the shop and on the stage.
Back at the Cannon once more on another Thursday night, those which seem to be getting colder and colder and making the bar and room look even more hospitable than they already are. Once again the usual faces turn up with Jeff, Garry, Nath and local beatbox legend, “Big G” Gareth, though I spot a couple of new faces around too, plus some excellent new lighting that adds a whole new life to the reddish hue of the stage. But less talk about the lighting and onto the actual night, methinks…
Quite an interesting night, this one, it’s back to the Dolphin in good old Bletchely for another of Kev Cooke’s bassist nights. The bill is a pretty short one indeed, with just Kev himself playing before the main performance of Seth Horan takes place. Interestingly, Seth turns out to be one of Kev’s main influences too, even decked out with the same equipment, the two also playing in Camden tomorrow. But worries crop up on arrival, the place isn’t quite as packed as it should be and Seth is still on his way.
When I was a nipper and going through the whole schmalch of sixth form, I have to admit that I was a bit of a whore for the Japanese thing, manga, animé, ninjas, japanese swords, pretty much the lot. But there was one thing that I really never did get, the whole classification of “J-Rock”. There were nutters out there worse than me who see a Japanese rock type band and love them because they are Japanese and play music, then punch them into this label without a second thought, nice…
