Bad gigs
Been to see some talentless gits on stage recently? Had your enjoyment spoiled by a twat with an iPad filming the whole thing? Been bottled off? Tell us all
( , Thu 25 Jul 2013, 14:00)
Been to see some talentless gits on stage recently? Had your enjoyment spoiled by a twat with an iPad filming the whole thing? Been bottled off? Tell us all
( , Thu 25 Jul 2013, 14:00)
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Ooh I'm having a catharsis
Transvision Vamp. Awful.
I was seeing a girl in Brighton who dragged me along to this crass exhibition of utter pop stupidity. Possibly 200-250 people made the same mistake, and rocked up to the 2000 capacity Top Rank on a wet and windy weekday night full of hope.
I don’t usually mind under attended gigs, perhaps paradoxically, it seems bands tend to work harder, as if the intimacy encourages a kinship the band subconsciously needs to maintain. This wasn’t one of those gigs.
The lead singer, foxy – I’d reluctantly agree, got off to a flying start by introducing the first song, their hit, with “I like this song because I first met the band when we shot the video” Manufactured band anyone?
A desperate request that the ‘crowd’ bunch up closer to the stage followed an abusive assessment of the few hapless souls at the bar, apparently “they think they’re too fucking cool to enjoy themselves with the rest of us”
FFS they paid 5 quid for this, why can’t they stand by the bar if they want to? They only want a reason to carry on living!
All this against a soundtrack of the blandest pop I’d winced along to since Smokie, and I spent the rest of the set glaring at my watch or my girlfriend. From the bar.
I once saw a bunch of friends playing in a band that had the man on the sound desk watching the entire set with his fingers in his ears, so I’ve been to some shit gigs, but none so shit they made me that angry.
( , Thu 1 Aug 2013, 0:59, 5 replies)
Transvision Vamp. Awful.
I was seeing a girl in Brighton who dragged me along to this crass exhibition of utter pop stupidity. Possibly 200-250 people made the same mistake, and rocked up to the 2000 capacity Top Rank on a wet and windy weekday night full of hope.
I don’t usually mind under attended gigs, perhaps paradoxically, it seems bands tend to work harder, as if the intimacy encourages a kinship the band subconsciously needs to maintain. This wasn’t one of those gigs.
The lead singer, foxy – I’d reluctantly agree, got off to a flying start by introducing the first song, their hit, with “I like this song because I first met the band when we shot the video” Manufactured band anyone?
A desperate request that the ‘crowd’ bunch up closer to the stage followed an abusive assessment of the few hapless souls at the bar, apparently “they think they’re too fucking cool to enjoy themselves with the rest of us”
FFS they paid 5 quid for this, why can’t they stand by the bar if they want to? They only want a reason to carry on living!
All this against a soundtrack of the blandest pop I’d winced along to since Smokie, and I spent the rest of the set glaring at my watch or my girlfriend. From the bar.
I once saw a bunch of friends playing in a band that had the man on the sound desk watching the entire set with his fingers in his ears, so I’ve been to some shit gigs, but none so shit they made me that angry.
( , Thu 1 Aug 2013, 0:59, 5 replies)
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