It’s been a while… A long while to be precise and to be honest a reason for my absence has totally vacated my mind. Music has still been quite a large part of my life since but I haven’t felt the need to write about it. Since we last conversed I visited a very soggy but wonderful Y Not, I oggled at the fireworks above Stereophonics and swayed rhythmically to Blaenavon (Who I am most excited to see in November). I spent a lot of time in the rave tent feeling very out of place, for a larger man I am still quite distant and unseen, as if people are unaware of my pure existence, never the less I rather enjoyed myself. Letting go of that shallow feeling and judgment. Letting go is the purest you can humanly feel. Drugs were abundant, I stayed as straight as ever with the stuff not touching a thing for a worry of death for I know not of drugs or their affects. It was another great experience, different from last year but still great.
Life is very slow currently for me, not bad, but not good. Certain aspects are great whilst others lag behind as if it were a yobo playing with a trolley behind the back of a run down Tesco, that kind of analogy perfectly sums it up. I feel particularly interested in the way people tick recently and with the current outrage at a very charming man I became very political for subsequent minute. My beloved Morrissey made a joke to which the British media and public made a joke out of themselves, their brash and bullish ways continue to astound me. Is this really the Britain I grew up admiring? Or is it it’s lost forgotten brother, wasting away, suffocating on it’s last breath? I feel shame and I see no light at the end of a privately owned tunnel. Can we blame the young? Can we blame the old? Can we blame anyone? They all scream, looking for a scapegoat. Bring me the head of “Jezza” Corbyn and Theresa May on a silver platter only then will the world settle, only then the British public will resolve it’s issues. Well we can hope can’t we?
It’s taken me a few days to get back here and since I last reviewed something i’ve had a great time, on the 8th of March I had the great pleasure of seeing Ashfields launch their Brand New EP “New Skin” into all our faces and ears.
Ashfields played a brilliant set of new and old tracks which had a packed crowd screaming every single lyric back at them and the best thing about the whole night was seeing the smiles and genuine delight on the bands face, they have worked so hard to get to this very point and it has totally paid off for them.
After hearing comparisons to Oasis and how they might be the next iteration of the Manchester rock and roll stars then it might be worth continuing to watch Ashfields and how they might continue to change and develop.
Catch Fire might be the brightest star for pop punk in Notts but Ashfields are definitely the brightest Indie star in the local area.
If I get to doing a review for “New Skin” then stay tuned
Photography by Montanna Rose Canning
Bit of context to start the post, I didn’t post on Sunday because I had a very important gig last night and i thought i’d postpone the post till tonight to review it.
Blossoms really are the next great British Band, stemming from clear inspirations all the way from the Smiths to The Coral and Oasis, Blossoms continue to blow my mind. My first exposure to Blossoms had to have been “Charlamagne” long before the album and my love for them grew after seeing them headline “The Quarry” on sunday night of Y Not now almost a year later and both Standard and Deluxe versions of the album bought how did they sound now?
Bloody brilliant to put it bluntly. The show man ship is top notch and last but not least the talent between all five lads. On stage it is almpst screamed at you that these are five mates from Stockport just enjoying the time on the road together.
Honestly if you can get down to a Blossoms show you need to imediately, if you want to know what the future holds for british bands you need to support them if you love indie music see them!
Blossoms are the next big thing!
Photography by Montanna Rose Canning