mr swish, olly and i put our dancing shoes on last night and braved the world of frog. i’d never been before. Its a very very weird place. lots of obscenely bad music. The all-red-wearing International Noise Conspiracy played in the big bar area. I’ll be honest, I was a little judgemental about them. I stayed for about 3 songs then decided they were shit, didn’t really give them a chance. All the members of the band looked too similar and having drunk maybe a little too much, I couldn’t cope with this.
Gin Palace played in ‘trocker room upstairs. Mr swish had waxed lyrical about them for months now and so big things were expected of these tiny folk (the leader singer is about 4 inches smaller than me – major feat, she must have real problems finding shoes). Though better than INC, Gin Palace weren’t great. The girl singer was trying her hardest to play the cool front woman thing and had clearly been practising her ‘wave arms about, smile coyly, pout sexily’ routine in front of too many mirrors for too many hours.
But in amazing pop gossip way… We saw Javine kissing the bassist from Seafood!!! Is that not the strangest pop pairing ever? Not sure if they were already a couple before they got there. I hope not, somewhere in then back of my mind I hope there’s a chance than failing indie rockers from yesteryear can go out and pull failing pop stars of today. It helps breed the mediocre pop world we all love.
Gonna post pictures later today when the after affects of all that whiskey have stopped included feeling very very sick.