Monday, May 30, 2005

Review: Leeds Night

Okay, van driving was quite fun. And seeing as I haven't been told otherwise, I presume we got all of our deposit back despite some hub scraping thanks to some of my tyre-please-meet-the-kerb suggestions. I'm not a reckless driver (certainly the least of the Subsource quartet) but I'll be making a concerted effort in the future not to cut up large vehicles on the motorway... takes such a while to actually get up to 60/70 mph that it's pretty annoying to be forced into braking and then getting back to cruising speed again.

I digress.

This gig was just weird. We arrived at some social club, slightly reminiscent of the sort of social club where the Full Monty took place. Nice hefty sound system installed, but lack of any decent lighting (aside from the ones on the Christmas tree at the back of the stage) made it feel more like I was back in primary school being pageboy in the nativity play.

Supporting acts were very varied and I mention these now with the set highlights. The Woodhouse Funk Extravaganza (a variety of tightly performed cheesy covers including Lynyrd Skynyrd [GAH], many of which had extended keyboard solos, using an electric guitar sound..), The Smackdaddy MCz (who kept rapping about having AIDS and clubbing baby seals), Fulibulbus (the gig-organiser was the vocalist here and he seemed quite calm beforehand but he went pretty psychotic-schizophrenic when the mic was placed in front of him). Finally, there was Hayashi, who did some pleasant Portishead-style trip-hop grooves. All pretty good performances, but the mash of styles span me out.

We played okay, not as great as the previous landmark gig (by which I'll now have to keep making references to when judging other gigs), we weren't entirely together at times.. and the only noticeable mess-up was when we'd the drum n bass section and were really kicking it, then the power gave up and most of our gear went down. I thought it was pretty spectacular at the time that we'd manage to blow a fuse or something, but it later turned out that one of Paul's more exotic tribal dance moves had led him to step on a power off switch on the only extension lead that spidered across the stage to power the rest of us.

The first of our promo CD's that is actually signed by all of us (on their request) is now out there and in the hands of a very loyal fan. One more step on the road to greatness no doubt.

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