Another day another member of We Aeronauts filling up your internets.
So to follow on from Thames' account, we carried on playing cards and random hostel games for most of the afternoon, drinking more and more coffee, one round of which was free because we proof read their eco fridge use sign.
Tense times with Jake. But who won? To keep you reading, I won't answer this great question until the end.
When Greg and Ads had finally found a way into their flat (no thanks to our ever absent label boss Brainlove) we met up with them in town and hugged some, got nice sandwich boats, and hotfooted it to our first gig. They were still building bits of the venue, but that's ok, because it doubled our audience and we harmonised the shit out of that electric drill. Thames'll talk about the gig itself and Bastardgeist, who were a revelation.
All the collected Brainlove people went on to Faktory to check out the sound system for our gig on Friday and maybe catch some of Johan Johansson, the kingpin of Icelandic electronic music. There was a band soundchecking when we got in, but they kept on soundchecking and it took about 10 minutes for me to realise we were witnessing a revolutionary doom-step set. For one song, balding middle aged identical twins in matching blue tracksuits came out and screamed for a bit. That's when it turned into grief-wave, a genre we plan on exploring on our next EP.
Us not listening to grief-wave doom-step.
We headed further into town, briefly stopped off at screamo show where noone was even moving, and onto an awesome bar called Bakkus that was playing loads of 60s pop classics. Someone mentioned going to a pool hall which sounded better than going to bed, but it turned out "pool hall" meant "rave in the darkest pool hall with the heaviest bass south of the artic circle".
This got busted by the nicest police squad ever, who actually queued at the bar to talk to the bar staff and completely ignored the long list of people doing coke in the toilet.
And sadly that was that, a 20 min walk home and straight to bed.
More coffee, more cards, more blogs.
Chocolate Wade
ps. I won
over to thames
Hi- it's me now!
I'd just like to add a few things- the show we played was nice. I thought it was the first show We Aeronauts had played abroad but Greg correctly pointed out him and Tallant were billed as We Aeronauts in Mongolia earlier this year!
Bastardgeist were amazing- sounded like a stripped back version of School of Seven Bells. PWL whacked out all the tunes too.
In Bakkus, which was the place they were dropping all the soul and motown, they had never heard of Frankie Valli and there was a fantastic atmosphere. It was exactly what we plan for our club night,
Progressively Less Elephant.
The pool club we went to was incredible, minimal lighting and people drinking and smoking. What Tom said about the Police is completely correct, in England they would have treated everyone like shit, but here when we left, they were just having a chat in plain view with the owner. He'd just spotted a gap in the market and kept his club open when others were closed. We were told by the bar staff that if the police asked, they were charging for glasses and not booze. The whole place reminded me of the bar from Twin Peaks: Fire Walk with Me.
Anyway, today we're off to town in a minute and playing the first official Off-venue show in the sister hostel to the one we're staying in. There's some good stuff tonight, but more on that tomorrow.
Thames out.