Posts Tagged ‘Camden’
1. Tuesday evening we dolled up at the Roundhouse for Arcade Fire, The Reflektors. Red lipstick and a crown of black feathers round my head we were amongst people in outright fancy dress, face paints, mariachi band and sadly the downright dull (those rigid in their seats around us, not so much as twitching into a grin). The view from the seats was amazing, we danced regardless of the dullards & the choreographed crowd dancing to We Exist was utterly moving to behold. Beautiful evening and a good excuse to post their video from the YouTube awards recently.
2. Once Clet Abraham catches the corner of your eye it seems impossible not to notice his signs. Like those who haven’t walked along the road with their eyes fixed on their phones suddenly have a clarity of mind to keep their eyes peeled and look up, you will be rewarded. And every single one will make you smile secretly. He has truly caught my attention and heart, glad he has graced our London streets.
3. Indie guitar bands are very much nudging their way back to the forefront of the music scene (thanks to the likes of TOY, Tame Impala and Temples). All the T’s. The latter played Camden’s Electric Ballroom on Friday and were great to see live. Frontman James Edward Bagshaw looking like a man quietly confident and resplendent in glittering sequins.
4. The KK Outlet on Hoxton Square currently have an exhibition of Anthony Burrill’s work on, I Like It. What Is It? Most known for the above piece, created after he heard an elderly lady speaking to someone in a supermarket. Sound advice to live by.
5. TV is no longer an event, just one inane programme after the other with the occasional bit of brilliance dropped in (Luther, The Escape Artist, Misfits). In a week Doctor Who will celebrate its 50th anniversary and it will be a huge event, few programmes could create such excitement. And if you did miss it for some bizarre reason (and what a well-kept secret) watch the mini episode released this week. The Night of the Doctor. I dare you not to gasp, grin and go giddy.
I got accidentally and, based on the feeling of utter despair and illness today, extremely drunk last night. I am now sat at my desk looking at a half drank glass of champagne that my boss thought would be a good hangover cure at 10.30am. Naturally I didn’t announce my hangover to the office but it appears my face did independently judging by the frowns I am getting from fellow workers.
To give you an idea of just how drunk I was we time travelled and ended up in The Good Mixer.
We went to see Sleigh Bells at Camden’s Electric Ballroom last night (that Alexis knows how to throw a silhouette, amazing band live, only regret not being sober enough to remember it with complete clarity). Due to a pip squeak support act wearing high shine cycling shorts we started thinking of N-Trance. To keep me amused, and my attention away from what feels like being in a gin based pool of quicksand I’ve been listening to other 90’s dance tunes today. We all used to like these songs once didn’t we? When they were out I was wearing a lime green two piece outfit with knee-high boots on Torquay’s dancefloors drinking Taboo and Lemonade (£10 entry, drink all you like). I also didn’t get hangovers.
- N-Trance – Set You Free
- Baby D – Let Me Be Your Fantasy
- The Bucketheads – The Bomb
- Tori Amos – Professional Widow
- Moloko – Sing It Back
- The Nightcrawlers – Push The Feeling On
- Olive – You’re Not Alone
- Wamdue Project – King Of My Castle
- Felix – Don’t You Want Me
- Grace – Not Over Yet
- Madison Avenue – Don’t Call Me Baby
- The Real McCoy – Another Night
- Billy Ray Martin – Your Loving Arms
- Ultra Nate – Free
- Nomad – I Wanna Give You Devotion