We Need To Talk About Tommy- Tommy Cash @ Dürer Kert

Good merch goes a long way, and Tommy Cash (better said, TOMM¥ €A$H, but I’m lazy to use all those special characters each time), the tongue-in cheek capitalist minded offshoot of a post socialist republic knows that all too well. There are hoodies with the simple yet effective message of ’cash’, socks in the same…

Breaking the Mold: Son Lux @ Dürer Kert

As I was packed in a tight, sardine-like and increasingly fidgety queue waiting to finally be reunited with my coat, many thoughts were swirling in my mind. Somewhere deep in the subconscious was the truism of Romania’s ex-president, namely that winter is not like summer, because if it were summer, I would now be carelessly…

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…

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…

One for the Indiezaurs: Hangmás @ Dürer Kert

It took me quite some time to get around to writing this post (here’s another nail in the coffin of another New Year’s resolution, namely that one about not procrastinating blog entries), but maybe there’s some secret logic in here. Just recently, about 9 years into working close to Kinizsi street, I figured out that…

First Hate @ Dürer Kert

Most people who know me also know that I like concerts, and the majority have also learned that more than often it’ll be bands they’ve never heard of, so by now they either don’t hazard asking or have mastered the polite but slightly unconvinced a-ha followed by a shy smile. Occasionally, though, I surprise even…

Astronautalis @ Dürer Kert

It amuses me to no end how certain so to speak encyclopedic sites, such as IMDb and Wikipedia often give what is basically an ethnic recipe to people, most of all Americans and Canadians, who are quite obviously bound to be the fruit of rather diverse lineages. So and so is of Welsh, Dutch and…