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Maccabees

Tonight, I went to see the Maccabees, a sort of achingly cool post punk band, in the ever lovely city of Bristol.  Thekla, the venue, is a boat in Bristol harbour.  This means that the gig was quite intimate, and I was somewhere between nervous about going and very, very excited.

Why was I nervous? 

Once upon a time, I was 18, and I went to a lot of gigs.  I always went with my friends.  I was never cool - tell a lie, I was cool for five minutes in 1998 and it didn't suit me - but I was young, and my haircut cost more than my outfit, and I was with my mates.  And there was always at least one of these women in the gig.  You know, old.

View from Thekla - how many venues have a view like this!?
  I mean, God, they must have been thirty.  I don't know why they were there - maybe they were, like, someone's cousin or something?  And they dressed kinda old fashioned, you know, more hippy than indie, and they had longish hair and like, they really stood out. 

So I went to the Maccabees, who I know have a young fanbase, on my own.  And God, I'm like, almost thirty.  I can't pull off skinny jeans - I was wearing my summer dress over jeans, and damn it, I am that woman.  Sigh.  Still, I wanted to see the band.  I may be the oldest music fan in the city, but they sound good.  There was an added bonus where the ticket was sort of a good deal, and so I went anyway.  I just tried to time it so the support band would already be on.

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The girls in front of me in the line were denied entry coz they had fake ID.  He didn't even ask me.  Sigh. 

The first support act was more performance art than music - Dereck Miers, or Means, or something.  He was a "poet", and perhaps I would have got it if I was listening, but I was getting a diet coke.  He just sounded bonkers.  The second band won me round.  Initially, I thought that the singer, Josh (Weller? Something like that?) was trying too hard to be self-consciously weird.  But a song about how there's nothing sadder than an ageing it girl at forty in frumpy clothes won me over.  They reminded me a little, musically speaking, of a band called Hefner who I love, and saw a squillion times in the late 1990s.

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  Although Darren from Hefner didn't dress that weird.  I hated myself for thinking that...

Then finally the main event.  I made my way to the front of the scarfed, assymetrical haired, achingly cool fans, and took my rightful place somewhere near the front.  Naturally, that slot is mine.  I stood in that slot at the side of the mosh when these little loves were still watching Barney, for goodness sake, I told myself.  I rock as hard as any of these little darlings.  Was my insecurity showing?  What makes you ask that?  But when the lights went down and security got to the stage, I calmed down. 

The band came on the stage.  And the singer - well, he may be younger than baby bro, but he was totally hypnotic.

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He was twitchy, and shyer than his guitarists, and utterly hypnotic.   The Macabees on record are sweet and slightly mannered.  Live, with the bass turned to 11, with the singer holding the crowd; they were bigger, darker, sexier - it was the first gig I've been to for ages where there was a proper mosh, and only the second where the band had to stop a song to pull someone out of the crush and ask the crowd to step back and stop pushing.  There were surfers.  It was great.  I came out drenched in other people's sweat, bruised, and happy.   

What?  Rock gigs get gross.  Such is life.  The wee indie kids were complaining about their bruises on the way out.  Amateurs.  Roll on the next gig!

sarahelaine says:
oh, hell yeah.

but at least i don't braid my hair...
Posted on: Apr 30, 2008
oldschoolbill says:
OMG,OMG You are that Woman??
Posted on: Apr 30, 2008
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