little ‘uns
i had four missed calls from my brother. he was lost in bethnal green, looking for little things. with the help of imogens map, which she sadly left behind in the pub, we all got there, for what i hope was most of their set. they impressed me so much i don’t even remember if they were wearing animal masks. henry has got some good singers behind him, and a bassist that looks just like him. im glad i did their website.
running out the door with the sound of 15 year olds practising at being interpol not far behind us, my brother says “you are coming to see little wings, tomorrow, aren’t you?” i was caught offguard, with all these little bands coming at me so fast, and naturally responded in the affirmative. so as soon as we woke duncan up to prevent him rolling in catpuke, it was into anthony for a road-trip to brighton via 100-acre woods. duncan totally kicked me at pooh-sticks, but he had his comeuppance when he dropped jons phone in the river. it’s very rude of him. poor jon has just hitch-hiked to morroco with only two nubile young girls for company. what a home-coming that will be.
the point of this post was to note the awesomeness of both little wings and viking moses, each of whom assisted the other in delicate-to-clattering melodic songcraft-to-near-evangelical-ranting, untill the power was cut. beer, it seemed, was pouring through the ceiling, onto the stage. the electricity was pulled, but not the show - i fetched some fella with an acoustic guitar and he gave it to kyle. i felt strangely responseful for the subdued ending, not that it was a bad thing. we did miss the drummer tho, not just for his skillful tubthumping, but also for giving the appearance of having walked straight out a computer-science lab. i don’t even know if such a place exists, but his cropped hair and blue shirt would have fitted right in. i didn’t get the chance to meet him, but mr moses was lovely and sold me a little wings album. i haven’t got my head round it yet, been conducting the M23 like a madman in rapture and Beethoven’s 6th, and in a cleaning frenzy (which was the only thing i could do to avoid work) got stuck in to the Nutcracker suite and am still enjoying it.
viking moses and little things play kilburn luminaire on sunday. it is so cheap i will probably cross the street to avoid you if you don’t go. just kidding, but seriously. some perspective is required. look at the man. his eyes do that when he is RELAXED. on stage he is indescribable.
