California Tragic: Weyes Blood at Astra

Or, electro-pop Joni Mitchell from the future? I got a ticket on short notice to see Weyes Blood (pronounced ‘eyes’ with a ‘w’ attached) perform last week at Astra Kulturhaus, a Berlin club down in the clubby district. I’m a newcomer to her, though she’s floated in my periphery for years, and I wasn’t sureContinue reading “California Tragic: Weyes Blood at Astra”

Who #1: “You lot don’t sound bad at all!”

Or, a listy (listless?) review of a great show That is, if I recall correctly, exactly what Roger Daltrey says to us a few songs into the set. I am putting it on my CV, thank you very much. For a singer, Roger is not a talker. Probably healthy, and one of many things IContinue reading “Who #1: “You lot don’t sound bad at all!””

Anti-Show-Ponying

In which I ponder the virtues of not playing to the room Lately I’ve stumbled upon a wealth of bootlegs (audio and video) of early R.E.M. shows. As the kids say, it’s giving me life. This owes partly to the sheer volume of the catalogue: there are so many songs, some popping up years beforeContinue reading “Anti-Show-Ponying”