Kyu for me and you!

Kyu at the Metro.

I've only known about Kyu for about three months. Luckily though, there's no trial period for religious cults.

That's right, I consider them a religion. A fairly easy going one where I imagine the only rules are 1. to not get bread crums in the nutella jar (Bread moulds people! Don't you understand! I can't eat around the mould, it's just not right! GODDAMMIT IT'S JUST NOT RIGHT) and 2. to like their music. The later easily done.

Anyhoo, their launch is next Friday and I'm doing le merch. I use 'le' because that way my job sounds more fancy. Now I'm telling you this because it's sold out and I like to gloat.

SOLD OUT.

HAHAHAHHAHAHAHHA...HA...HAAAAAAAAAA. Yeah.

Lucky for you all, they're doing a second show at Good God Small Club on Saturday 28th October. Tickets from HERE.

So check em out here, here or here.

Collecting Spoons

I'm Down [DEMO] by The Spoon Collectors

So this may have been a while ago but, I went to the Bald Faced Stag and wrote this afterwards.

Wow, you guys get updated really fast hey? No. Well fuck you this is my blog.



The Bald Faced Stag is kind of like the that big eyed lemur in youtube videos. It's there. You want to see it but, it's just that little bit creepy lookin'.

Although with the Stag it's more the old men and the intrusive snooker players that's way creepy.

On the plus side there's bands.

I went to see JMC band The Spoon Collectors at a mates request. With a set totalling two songs I was mother fuckin' making SURE it was going to be a good night. I paid my tenner and entered the two thirds full room. The crowd was an eclectic mix of pop-tarts, hipsters and anything-core kids.

With nothing much happening on stage or just nothing interesting it was off to socialise.

Two angry hobos on and a broken table later and I was back inside.

The Spoon Collectors entered onstage to an attempted uproar of applause (Nice try kids). They started off with single 'Down'. I wasn't expecting much from them but, fuck man, these guys came together like Motley Crue and mullets.

They all rocked out simultaneously, the type of rocking out that comes from knowing you're good. And I accepted that because yes, they're good. They're style of prog-rock is new and I can't think of a band to relate them to... Maybe that's a good thing though.


The second song "carnival" started in a merry go round of crazy guitar riffs. Not as catchy as 'Down' if you don't count the start off riff but, a follow up song that shows the band has something.

They finished with a modest speech thanking organisers and bands. I noted that I wasn't thanked and therefore found that it was time to storm home in a huff or more likely finish my drink and head off to a party.

So yeah. They're good. You can check them out here.

Ripping Dylans. Online Store. Finally...

Three EP's.


Eh? Eh?

Delicious

I recommend 'The Void'.

Marie

Dappled Cities

Dappled Cities- Zounds

I'm not sure when they decided to kick the 'fly' from their name but, it seems kick has turned to 'kick ass'.

I've finally ripped the bandaid off to see what's been under since I first listened to them at the Cockatoo Island Festival.

Opener 'Hold Your Back' sets the albums curve.

It's not echoing through my universe but, worth the listen. It's one of those hit-miss, slow burn to goodness LP's it seems.

After the fifth listen so far 'Missing Ships' has suckered me into the score leaving first single 'The Price' to be the sibling you ditched to hang out with your friends at the mall. You're related, just not by choice.

I think 'The Price', although a catchy song as regarded by airplay, doesn't show the mood of the album nor the brilliance that slowly emerges. Even if that brilliance doesn't seem too diverse.

So kick arse? Yes. Classic? No.

Listen

Year released: 2009

Produced by: Chris Coady (TV on the Radio)

Rads up my system more than: The Killers- Anything

Sucks arse compared to: Grizzly Bear- The Veckatimest