England - Luna Kafé - Full Moon 11 - 09/16/97
Holiday In The Sun!
London, August 1997. Heat! Humidity! Pepto Bismol!
Parklife. Citylife. Sunbeams everywhere. Get some water, get
Saturday August 9th: Upstairs at the Garage, Highbury Corner.
Victoria Line to Highbury & Islington.
A black box venue, with powergirl DJ's! On stage:
n-fed - we came too late to judge ...
Snowpony - with bass+drums+vocals+sampled sounds and
Katherine Gifford (ex-Stereolab), ? Shields (brother of the
My Bloody Valentine-Shields?), plus someone (?, sorry, don't
know the name, from Quickspace Supersport).
A kool live experience, a bit monotonous on records. A rougher
Portishead. Go see them play live (they've recently toured USA,
with Luna). Or check out their singles: Easy Way Down and
Chocolate In The Sun (released on See No Evil). Or the Rough
Trade Singles Club 7", The Little Girls Understand Snowpony, Come
& Sit Here On Your Daddy's Knee b/w Who's Gonna Be Your
Daddy When I'm Gone? All songs by Kath. Breast is best!
And; buy a slim-fit t-shirt...
Gin-and-Tonic. Ignition. Overdrive. Yeeeeeaaaaahhhhh ......
The night turned black. End.
Wednesday, August 13th: Get on the bus? Got on the bus! London
- Manchester. A rainy day, a long ride. To a most famous
venue, a so-called theatre where dreams are supposed
to come through. Not this night. Well, some of them did.
Been there! The home-boys scored, the visitors didn't. Back
to London by bus, by night. Close to hell...but we survived.
Heat still on. Hot. Sweat. A pint of cider, please. And some
Saturday August 16th: The Bull and Gate, Kentish Town. Northern
Line to Kentish Town.
A friendly pub with a back-room stage. One night, four bands:
She Said - from Northern Wales. Formerly known as Dogman.
Then a quartet, now a trio. Vox/guitar. Bass/b-vox. Drums. Powerful.
Thight. Good songs, neatly arranged, strong vocals. A bit like The
Posies. Really sympathetic. Watch out!
Blow - from where? A promo-babe on vocals. Not a bad
voice. And doing a funny run through the audience. A bit
schizophrenic musically. Indie-ethno-jangly-pop. Two guitarists,
a bassman, a drummer. The turquoise Rickenbacker-man tried to smash
up his guitar. A sun-induced tension coming to the surface?
Egg Timers - a local band? A quartet fronted by a
barefooted young lady. One man on keyboards, a bassplayer,
and a links drummer. Quirky music. Charming. Joyful.
The singer jumping and smiling. B52's? Available soon/now on
1.000 mph - top of the bill. Why!? Some
U2-Britpop-mixup-wannabe-pop-stars of misunderstanding
and clumsiness. The vox-man was so wrong. I say;
give'em an enormous speeding ticket!
Then we met our friend «Henry», from the outskirts
of film. A minor star. Finally we went home, passing an
Sunday August 17th: The Half Moon, Putney. District Line to
Putney Bidge, then a short walk across the River Thames. Luna
Kafé staff at a venue called Half Moon? Hmmm. We came to
see Kidnapper. They couldn't come, but we were the last ones
to know. We got to see:
Solarburst - a quartet from all over; Hull, Worthing,
Australia... Living in London, being a band for just six months.
Not bad! Not easy to describe their music: semi-desperate vocals,
half-weird, calm rock, showing glimpses of orginality, with some
bluesy parts. Not acting like pop-stars, but a sympathetic
four-some. By rehearsing and gigging they will grow.
Best of luck!
Gaz - a quintet doing mostly cover-versions. Terrible
sound, terrible everything! Crap! Goodnight!
Final day. Exit England. We'll be back!
With thanks to Pingo & Hans Olav (Mr.Kirk)
Copyright © 1997 Håvard Oppøyen