That special day, when we had nothing to eat

OH no i didn't. Oh yes I did. Four years later and I've got the itch to start posting again here on Indie in summer. Well it is summer...I don't know what brought it on but something made me log in and read through some of these old posts.

Reading over bits of posts like this one on Devendra Banhart's show "Devendra said hello and introduced himself and his band as "Hairy Fairy". The boys are all very hairy indeed, with their beards, moustaches and luscious long hair. One of the guitarist boys and the drummer were a little less hairy than the others, and took turns wearing a fake beard."
Or a comment left by Shane: "Fuck Off. You had Richard Parry for a guest? You should have given him the bed." on my Bell Orchestre post - where for some reason I neglected to mention that Richard sat up with me and my friend Daniel that night in the kitchen, flossing his teeth before us as we sat and chatted, and turned down a bowl of homemade ice-cream.

I thought it was sad that I wasn't keeping track of my concert attendance anymore. So...



I'll start with a gig from this weekend. On Friday I saw Achtung Hans playing at Grüner Salon. It is a beautiful space, small with mint green walls and mint green velvet drapes onstage, antique chandeliers adorn the ceiling, there are mirrored walls and beautiful cut glass in the doors and windows - it's a gem. The show was mainly a goodbye gig for Honey and the Greek who are leaving Berlin for New York, and I was djing in between bands. I had no idea who Achtung Hans were, but I was really happy when I saw that I recognised nearly everyone who had scampered onstage, just as friends of friends so I can't take credit in the "oh yeah i know them" sense, but you know what I mean. The whole crowd pushed forward to get close to the stage then, which was a telling sign since everyone had been hanging back towards the bar all night - alot of people had come to see these guys play. A five piece who are not afraid to make good use of a melodica, shakers, tambourines, clapping - and when they brought out the Ukelele - that was a crowning moment.
I was kind of mind boggled and remember thinking - is this twee-wave??! They have two lead singers, switching up between a boy and girl (sometimes she was busy playing the melodica, or he would sit down to take a break, or they would sing back and forth together). I don't know anything much about them, but I've got a fever to find out more. I will try and get a CD from them as I would love to play their music on the show, stay tuned! Their myspace page doesn't do them justice at all, but is still fun to listen to.

Achtung Hans on Myspace

It's good to be back!

i moved!

Almost Tropical.

see you there!

xo
elizabeth.

With Hands in Pockets I Search For Rockets, That Might Light Up the Sky

It is a sad thing that I just haven't had time for my blog in the past couple of weeks. i had a pseudo day off work today sitting at home waiting for my fridge to be delivered (YES AFTER TWO LONG MONTHS I HAVE A FRIDGE NOW!!! COME TO MY HOUSE AND ENJOY REFRIDGERATED FOODSTUFFS!!!!) and seeing as im too poor to go and see Final Fantasy, i have some time this evening...

So, Berlin has had some lovely guests in the past weeks. Ed Harcourt, Grizzly Bear, Black Wire...OMG GREAT GIGS.

Ed Harcourt made me sad. Probably because I love his music so much. Sometimes, especially lately, i feel like a fickle music fashionista falling in love with every new band. It is nice to have a stack of albums from the same musician. Albums that i bought too. Its nice having the cd covers.

His gig was performed in front of a select few in Magnet. For one of the songs which he played on the piano, he had to sort of play standing up as he was leaning towards his old-fashionedy microphone for some parts of the song. I'm not sure why but this singing/leaning forward into an old-fashionedy mic...really affected me. Swoon, thud. (Yes, i was very aware of his beautiful, amazing violin playing wife standing several feet to the right playing her heart out.) He did alot of fun loop tricks, setting up beats and little guitar hooks before launching into the songs playing live on the piano. he even had this little...thing..which played a song as he rolled a piece of paper through it. That was looped too. After the show he explained slightly bitterly that his record company in Germany here weren't really looking after him very well (during the gig he wondered aloud if anyone from BMI Germany was there and then said he didn't really care..) They had not done any promotion for the tour or lined up any interviews or anything for him while he was here. I feel bad for not shouting about here and plagueing him for an interview. Although we had a very brief chat after the gig it would have been amazing to interview him properly. Though, i am sure bloggers isn't what he meant when he was talking about interviews..still, I felt bad. The next day he said he was going to be playing in Hamburg, and was very excited indeed about visiting a store that specialises in wierd old antiquey musical instruments that noone has heard of.

I have the set list rolled up at home (how much does a set list with the edward harcourt's notations and also chicken curry stuck to it go for on ebay?) but i cant remember exactly how it went. I was disappointed that I didnt hear some of my favourite songs..But he did play "Apple of My Eye", which i think is the first song of his i ever heard, and i remember falling in love with it instantly. He did play some brand new things off his new album out soon, soon.
The opening act was Sandy Dillon, who seemed as though she had been dragged up from the depths of the Mississippi to perform for us that evening. She took to the stage like a carnival performer, her eyes peering out at us impishly from under her blonde fringe, her smile crooked as she sang. Her slight frame and angelic features belies her deep, throaty voice. The songs and voice were so similar to Tom Waits (and guess who came on the soundsystem after the show?) though sometimes she sang softly and sweetly, it was mostly this gravelly harsh bellow..which just seemed such an unlikely voice from this waifish blonde who i couldnt tell if she was 30 or 50 years old..Before each song she would tell a little story, "My mother always says to have 50cents in your pocket. She calls it "mad money". This is a song about mad money." or "i had the worst dream ever last night that i lost all my teeth...Then I found out that everybody has this dream - it's a universal nightmare!" Her drummer looked strangely familiar. It was Harcourt, in disguise in a baseball cap and t-shirt.

Oh god. I just read this on his myspace page.

Berlin! I like Berlin. Walked about three miles with Gita and Fiona into the area where it used to be east Berlin and all the artists etc squatted and secretly created and live un-oppressed lives or something..Bought some military hats and a russian sailor's top! very turbonegro. Played drums for Sandy tonight which was a blast; the gig itself was wonderful - probably my favourite of the tour. I expect I made an extra effort as a result of the night before. Josh Pearson from Lift to Experience turned up and we all played songs after the show and left the venue at 6 in the morning. At this point I was in a pretty good mood and I think I got to bed by about 10.00am. Watching the sun come up indeed. Whilst listening to SLAYER. Hmmmm.

Did he really stay there til 10am? oh jesus. He was walking around a bit afterwards but I really didnt think anything else would happen. We left before 1am. Heart..break. Bleed A River Deep indeed..

This Could Be Love, Because.......

I've had the time of my life.

I had a life-changing experience last night. At the last minute I decided to go to a gig. The picture I saw which prompted me to head out depicts two members of Datarock in their red tracksuits doing front-wheel wheelies on their bicycles. The band from Norway is on tour, bringing along their hometown friends, Ungdomskulen, undertaking the Dirty Dancing Tour of Datarock, and last night they stopped off in Berlin to play the Lovelite and wow us with their hairy chests and energetic jogging on the spot.

This gig was..amazing. Both bands are from...Bergen! (But of course. Brilliant Bergen. What are they putting in the water?! Hometown of Erland Oye, Sondre Lerche, Annie...) First onstage was Ungdomskulen. They were like a cross between DFA 1979 and Hot Chip. This band had some seriously harcore fans in attendance. There were three boys, front row and centre giving it everything they got. They even managed to attempt possibly the smallest crowd surf of all time - two of them holding the other up. The lead singer tried his best to deliver a real rock n roll moment, and performed a rather ungraceful swing-my-guitar-around-my-head and just about made it, his guitar falling awkardly back in front just in time.




When I arrived, i couldn't help noticing the big mad tourbus that was parked outside the venue. Sure enough it got a mention at one point during the gig. "YOURE THE BEST AUDIENCE WE'VE EVER HAD!!!!", screeched the lead singer of Datarock. He looks like a '70s porn star, and sings with a rich, scratchy voice. Standing there with the zip of his glorious red tracksuit half open displaying a lovely hairy chest, fag in one hand, beer in the other, the whole ensemble was complemented nicely by his mullet. "Well, last night we played to twenty people." he said, a bit sadly. "See our bus? All that, and ten of us and our crew...for twenty people....Anyone seen Spinal Tap?" Then the wrong backing track was lined up on the drum machine. (For the first half of the show they had electro beats, and then they borrowed Ungdomskulen's drummer for the rest of the gig.)





For the last couple of songs Ungdomskulen joined Datarock onstage. They joined in on the drums, did some lovely backing vocals and danced funny in their red tracksuits. At one point the lead singer said, "everybody DANCE!" and then they played a song, "Molly", about their love for Molly Ringwald. The Lovelite pretty much turned into an '80s school disco then. Especially when they played their outro song. Yes it was, "I've Had The Time of My Life" from the Dirty Dancing soundtrack. The band came offstage and did '80s dancing along with everybody else.

Attack, Attack, Attack

It has been a pretty f-ing cool week behind the scenes here.

Tuesday, I went to Save the Cake and set up a dj spot for a future date there at West Germany. GogoRomance & Almost Tropical, May 9th, West Germany, Skalitzer Str. 133.

Thursday I found out I got an internship with the management of Chicks on Speed, working with their new artist, Planningtorock.

Friday i had a rendez-vous with Simple Kid.

Yesterday was my birthday.

Tonight, if I've recovered from it all I might make it to see the Organ.

Fucking hoorah.

Oceans Won't Freeze So Loosen Your Heart

I had STARS in my eyes on Friday night. They came from Montreal and brought their friends Most Serene Republic with them. I am very glad I bought the tickets beforehand because it totally SOLD OUT. Outside Magnet people were plaintively calling out to those going inside, asking to buy their tickets. Gigs don't often sell out in Berlin..

MSR were in the middle of their set when we arrived, it was quite obvious they were not German and were in fact marvellous Canadians. There were seven of them onstage, with a girl on lead guitar who was sharing vocals with the crazy red headed frontman. He was very nice and full of energy. While in Berlin he ate some Pizza. He was very impressed by the box his pizza arrived in, he brought it onstage to show us. Sometimes they reminded me of the Postal Service, in a musical way. Oh and he was beatboxing.

When STARS came onstage everyone was incredibly happy to see them and those up the front were lucky bastards, im tall enough but i was on the tips of my toes most of the time trying to see. There was a line from a song that was something about smoking too many spliffs. I never noticed this lyric before. Maybe it was a new song. It reminded me of a story one of my flatmates, Geeta Dayal had told me, back in September when I had just arrived in Berlin. Aw. In a previous existence, Geeta used to book bands, one of them being STARS. She told me a story about Torquille. It was one of his first gigs mabye and he was so nervous she had to take him by the hand and give him a joint to smoke so he could calm down before going onstage. He was rather gregarious on Friday night so I guess he's been working on his stagefright. "This is a song about fucking and death...You like that, right? C'mon it's Berlin." It was sad that they didn't play, "What the Snowman Learned About Love". Maybe they just dont play it live, they didn't at their gig here the last time either. Towards the end of the show when they played "Calendar Girl" it was as if Torquille was trying to look each person in the audience right in the eye. Every time he sang the words "I'm alive" he searched the crowd with his eyes, pointedly looking at each person. He practically scolded us for cheering for an encore. "An hour and half of music..I mean, c'mon!". My favourite song, "Elevator Loveletter" was introduced as written by Amy on a popsicle stick. It reminded me of how i discovered them, listening to the radio late one night, i heard that song and scribbled it down on a scrap piece of paper so I wouldn't forget.

Most of the time during the gig I was standing there with tears in my eyes and my hand on my heart. It was just one of those great nights. I even got to dance and play pool with Robbie! I was at this gig with some friends who had never heard the band ever before, and they really fell in love with them. Its a testament to the kind of music that they make. It was so great to see STARS having a show all to themselves, compared to the last time when they were playing one night of Popkomm with four other bands. Amy looked like she was having lots of fun, she makes funny guitar faces. I am sad that i got distracted and didnt get to the merchandise desk in time to buy a pretty bag.

..Kept Us Awake With Wolves Teeth, Sharing Different Heartbeats in One Night..

Last night the Knife played an amazing show.
They were wierd and strange and everything they played in their short set comprised of totally different versions of the original, apart from a new song which I think they left alone. I recognised "Heartbeats" and "Pass It On" but i dont know what else they played - it was hard to tell because nothing was familiar! Except when Karin sang, because she did keep the vocals the same. The music was just completely not the same. I had been wondering before the gig what her voice would sound like - it's really great, especially when its not being manipulated electronically.

One of their Myspace pages claims they "refuse to play live" , and i heard that they really don't like touring, so this was a special gig. One of four i believe. it sold out, and people were being taken off the guestlist there were so many trying to get in. i had this feeling that i'd never ever get to see them play live, and i still feel like i haven't. It just wasn't a typical gig experience i guess. Maybe they play these different versions of their songs because it disrupts the expectations of the crowd completely. It was kind of a strange feeling: to be so familiar with these songs and expect to hear them at the live show..but it didnt work that way last night. i didn't feel cheated or anything, i still liked what they did, really liked it. If anything i admire them even more, i guess the way they manipulated all the songs in such a way - or rather just played them in a completely alternate fashion, it wasn't like remixes, these were completely different sounds - shows how great their music is, if they can change it around so much and still have it sound great, on the first listen, live.
It was more like some kind of performance art i feel like. The stage was set up with slim rectangular lights and macabre dummies with huge heads upon which monstrous faces and skeletons were projected. One of the dummies robotically winded a handle, as if a music box, the other one set between Olaf and Karin loomed over the stage with two heads. The visual effects were gorgeous - quirky animations and unsettling imagery. Olaf seemed to be banging an electronic drum thing. I guess the rest was laptops hooked up to booming speakers. Kind of like a really fucking cool dj set. A gauzy see-through black curtain was hanging in front of the stage, so it caught some of the projections - like dripping blood, stars and cool linear formations. Karin and Olaf's faces were painted in ultraviolet stuff that made them appear to have no features. Sometimes they looked like aliens, or monkeys. Then the lights would change and you would see Karin smile or Olaf take a swig of beer. They kept the songs short and did not come back for an encore.
Of course, we got stuck beside some boys who insisted on attempting to do raver-dancing despite the fact that the Maria was packed so tightly. They caused a bit of a ruckus, but it was kind of funny. They were wearing sunglasses and waving their arms about like sweaty '90s ravers.

My friend's friend was in town for a visit and came out with us to the gig. The last couple of times he's been to Berlin were to play with his band, eh, Maximo Park. This time though, he's not in Berlin to work, just on a little holiday while band mates do other stuff, visiting girlfriends etc. Maybe its kind of obvious, but he seems totally different when he's standing one foot away than when he's a hundred feet away onstage performing. He's just like, a person. Who likes to visit cool places and go to good gigs. Hanging about in Berlin for a few days, wandering around the city, meeting up with friends, worrying that the crowd would get crazy, taking pictures of himself in front of the Berlin wall, not staying out too late so as not to be too tired for more roaming the next day. Bless.

Some music related stuff that came up included mention of a recent side project he's involved with called, i think, Meet Eric Roberts. It doesn't seem to be too serious an endeavour, nevertheless Paul said an NME reporter turned up at one of their tiny gigs in his hometown, so maybe there'll be some more news about that soon. Upcoming MP dates include a very special acoustic set in a small turret which is part of the remains of the city walls in Newcastle. (hope i got that right). The space only holds about 50 people and is apparently quite internationlly known as a venue for poetry readings. If the shiny glint in Paul's eye is anything to go by it seems like the band is really looking forward to it. After the gig we went to Monster Ronson's for some rock n roll Karaoke. Guess who took over the microphone? Ah, rightly so. He does a very good Bowie impression.

Tomorrow night it's a toss up between the Paddingtons at Magnet supported by Five!Fast!Hits! or Dirty Pretty Things at Postbahnhof.