Boolitt wrote:

Yup i saw lcd soundsystem at the connect festival in inverary 2007. They blew the place away that night. Absolute belter of a gig

Fucking hell, another one - I was there too! Best festival I’ve ever been to.

Last night was absolutely superb - one of the best gigs I’ve ever been to. Like Gav said, the whole vibe was amazing. Pleasure to meet Gav, Reg and 10p in person too - lovely gents. Getting a dirty breakfast now, my heads a bit fuzzy.

You're in for a treat mate. Still can't wipe the smile off my stupid face.

Here it is (minus the cover version):
https://open.spotify.com/user/gremill/playlist/6gsgYjIVJjLeUdpNoaXMZ5?si=jTD2XDqSQre6jfGCF2Rn4A

poprock wrote:

Pregaming in Kelvingrove Cafe. Pals en route from Edinburgh with our tix, so we’re gonna miss the start of Young Fathers. Getting a bit HYPE now though …

Young Fathers we’re pretty poor last night tbh. Too much bass.

YF are on point tonight. Harmonies and drums.

I’m taking the daughter to see Swifty in about ten days. Whisper this next bit; I’m quite looking forward to it.

All 4 of us then for flight of the chonchords in Leeds a week or two after that then we’re all off to see George Ezra in Sheffield the week before I go see David Sedaris tell stories in york.

That is one of the least true things I’ve ever read.

As soon as the bass starts drowning out everything else, it’s too much bass.

Once Basshunter retired, bass all over the world started cropping up and now we're at epidemic levels. Something needs to be done.

Beck was excellent last night. I have a very croaky voice this morning as I couldn’t help but sing along.

edit: misread that ticket price, seems decent!

Currently on the train on the way home having been to All Points East last night.  Highlights...

Courtney Barnett - I first saw her live in a tiny room in Leeds, so it was kind of bizarre watching her on a massive stage in a field with thousands of people.  That first time round, she was clearly still pretty new to it all, burying her songs in Sonic Youth inspired white noise, and I was a little doubtful about how she would translate to a festival environment.  I needn’t have worried - she was on confident form, much poppier than before, and easily taking the huge crown along with her - to her obvious delight.

Patti Smith -  So, erm (whisper it), I’ve never really been that into Patti Smith.  I understood her place in the pantheon as it were, but never really took the time to listen to her.  As such it took me a while to warm to this slightly haggard old woman stood before me reciting Ginsberg.  Suffice to say, I got there.  (Much to the relief of my wife, who loves Patti Smith, and was lapping it up from the start.). By the finale - Gloria, inevitably - I was there with the rest, arms in the air communing with the spirit of creativity or whatever the Hell it was she was talking about, lost and delighted.

And then there was Nick Cave.

I’ve seen Cave many times before, and thought I knew what to expect.  He exceeded it, and then some.  It was a glorious melting pot of cathartic rage, love, grief and redemption.  By this point (thanks to an ill advised trip to the other stage to see a bit of poor St Vincent playing to practically no-one because her set clashed with both Smith and Cave) we were no longer nicely at the front of the heaving throng, stuck somewhere in the middle of a bloody great field, and still it felt intimate.  

It was heart rending, and beautiful, and ridiculous.  Kylie turned up, because of course she did, and an insane number of audience members got dragged up on stage, but none of it felt gimmicky or glitzy, but all oddly necessary and appropriate.  

The last two songs are ones I’m usually ambivalent about, but again, here they became something greater.  Stagger Lee, delivered from within that throng of drunken audience members transcends its macho murder fantasy to become weirdly celebratory, so that when the titular arsehole offs the devil himself, you feel like he’s doing it on your behalf.  Then Push The Sky away - oh my God - how I ever found that song dull is now beyond me. The bloke next to me was weeping on his girlfriends shoulder.  

If I have a criticism, it’s that it was all over way too soon.  Wonderful, miraculous stuff.

afgavinstan wrote:

Once Basshunter retired, bass all over the world started cropping up and now we're at epidemic levels. Something needs to be done.

Underrated post.

The The tonight at the Royal Albert Hall. I last saw them 25 years ago. Feeling excited and old.

The band were really good and Matt's voice has lost nothing over the years but I wish I was going to see them at Brixton Academy tonight as the Royal Albert Hall really isn't suitable for rock/ pop concerts. The sound got a bit muddled at times with the drums and bass smothering everything else. I don't know if it would have sounded better if we were down in the stalls but being up high I felt a bit detached from it all at times. I don't like seated venues  much anyway and we were constantly having to get up to let people past to go to the bar and toilets plus there were some talkative wankers nearby. Back to the band... They stuck with the same line up (drummer, bassist, pianist, guitarist and Matt) throughout with no special guests or backing singers but seemed to pull off the full The The sound. Good mixture of songs from across all of the albums and a few tracks I hadn't heard. Uncertain Smile, complete with extended piano solo, was probably the highlight for me. It must have been difficult performing following the death of his dad and there were quite a few family photos and film clips included in the video collage showing behind the band. Despite my gripes about the venue it was a top gig and I hope they carry on beyond this tour.