Play It Like a Woman- Anna Calvi @ A38

When I was a kid, I used to play football with the boys, and, in all fairness, some girls too. We were all perhaps too young to get the implications, we just played. For manifold reasons in my case. Principally because I sucked at all the things girls were supposed to be good at, like…

The Rules That We Break: Editors @ Barba Negra

In the run up to this Monday’s Editors show I was harbouring one of those ‘important’ existential concerns that envelop me every now and then with basically no sense or clear outcome either to myself, or the wholeness of being in general: I have written so many ecstatic reviews of the Editors, both of club…

Dark Nights and a State of Grace: Ghostpoet @ A38

Concert etiquette, like most decent human interaction, needn’t be a difficult thing. There are no tips and tricks on how to get it right, no blurred lines between what’s alright and what isn’t. If you are a pest to those around you, and your presence hinders them from enjoying the show, you have failed. If…

When We Are Young: King Krule @ A38

It is exceptionally rare by Budapest standards that a concert sells out on the first day when the tickets are available- I for one can’t remember any, though of course some popular dinosaurs might have done that, since there seems to be unrelenting interest in them, but I try to refrain from any such endeavours…

The Wedding Singer: Omar Souleyman @ Dürer Kert

The blog’s industrious co-photographer made it as clear as the light of day that the last and only time he saw Omar Souleyman, at the Electronic Beats festival, was one time too many for him and he’s seen and heard this all at village weddings and wants none of it. And in many ways he…

Unusual Ways- Tricky @ A38

I spare a thought for whoever might have been in the possession of a ticket to Tricky’s sold out A38 gig and happened to be, let’s say skiing in a very remote village in the Alps or holed up in a tropical yoga retreat for the past couple of days or so without a functional…

Best of 2017 Concerts

As I sit here pondering whether the gaping hole in my finances has been inflicted by buying inordinate amounts of stuff containing more sugar that the sane mind can conceive, or perhaps gifts that I am not sure the targeted individual will like, or maybe just maybe, concert tickets, I must finally conclude that, as…

Of Noise and Pizza- Soviet Soviet @ Dürer Kert

Despite being exposed to Italian music basically from infancy, I have always remained fundamentally immune to it, like a glass window on which even the sweetest peninsular ice cream trickles down leaving at best an unwelcome smudge. There is something in the soaring sentimentality of a classical Italian tune that bothers me, making me moderately…

Strange Pleasures: The Horrors @ Dürer Kert

It again crossed my mind to attempt an almost objective review, like it did with Interpol a few years back but then I dutifully gave up. There’s just no point in that- The Horrors have been one of my favourite bands, like, ever (insert teenage giggles and batting of eyelashes here) so I cannot be…