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…

Genre Bending: Carpenter Brut @ Akvárium

I was once lying on the cold ice of the Városliget rink, face down, having just discovered that I can neither stand, nor stop or get up on ice, so basically the position I found myself in was also the only one available to me altogether at that point. It was however a good position…

Eastern Promises: Onuka @ A38

Confession time. There are certain things, considered perhaps unfashionable, or unorthodox, or both, by the mainstream, that I unashamedly love. Eurovision, for one. And besides my general affection for this campest of European traditions, I profess a particular fondness for the cooky- ethnic period which began with Sertab Erener’s winner for Turkey in 2003 and…

Dark Beautiful Things: Cigarettes After Sex@A38

I might have mentioned it a couple of times already, but I honestly cannot fathom which concerts will sell out these days in Budapest, and why. (Apparently the Despacito person’s gig will sell out any time now, in his case I could confidently cover the which part, but will forever stay confused over the why.)…

Dog Day Evening: Black Bartók @ A38

Sound Engineer’s Dog’s Log, Supplemental It’s hot, particularly so here on the deck. Spent most of the afternoon wondering what’s happening to me and the universe in general, and why am I so insanely hot. Concluded I’m here on the boat again, there’s a sound check for tonight’s concert, have no idea about the state…

José González @ Akvárium

In the context of the present day musical scene, José González is an unfathomable anomaly. A soft-spoken man with a wild mane of hair, he arrives on stage almost apologetically, holding his guitar as a shield against whatever the world might expect of him. You’ll now imagine that this scene takes place in a small…