Muso-bable
The thoughts and ocassional ramblings of a 30-something muso.
Hello, I’m a muso. I'm one of those guys you see digging around the racks of vinyl in London's backstreet record shops. I'm not addicted, I can give it up whenever I want. I just need to find that limited edition 7" single that the NME made single of the week. Maybe you've bumped into me in the queue for the bar at The Academy or The Astoria. There are thousands of us in London - I've seen all the regular faces in the record shops and at the gigs.

This blog is my attempt to write about the records that I love, the gigs I've been to and, well, anything else to do with music. Hopefully you'll find something here that makes you nod in agreement or rant in disagreement or maybe even laugh.
Tuesday, June 29, 2004
 
Glastonbury Festival, Friday Daytime

Back from another blindingly good Glasters full of Sun, Rain, Cider, Veggie burgers and music – more of which in a moment.

But first I’d like to mention the disappointing result in the football and the repercussions. A mindless vandal decided to take out their frustration on our Swiss flag, which we fly at Glastonbury every year. One of our crew heard someone outside during the night and in the morning we awoke to find out flag pole felled and the flag ripped off and missing. A really nice start to the festival. Wankers.

Anyway, spleen vented, on to the music. So who was the best, who was the worse, and who did we miss because we were hiding from the rain. Well all be revealed in the next couple of days but it may take a few days to get it all down.

First band of the weekend for us is Kasabian, who we saw play at The Cabernet War rooms just 1 week ago. We’ve managed to persuade our friends to get over the disappointment of loosing the flag and get down to the Other Stage to check out “Leicester’s answer to the Happy Mondays”, who also sound rather like Primal Scream. General impression – these guys rock.

No sooner have Kasabian played the last note of their set we dash round to the Pyramid stage to see the end of the set by Bright Eyes. For those not familiar with Conner Oberst’s miserable gloom troopers let me summerise – he lives his life under a dark cloud. But not even these songs about death and black ribbons can cloud our day. Top fact – Nick Zinner from the YYYs was playing guitar for Conner today.

Next on our list of bands to see is The Walkmen, but on the way to see them we pass I Am Kloot playing on the Other Stage and hang around for a couple of songs. A few years ago, I Am Kloot put out an album of mellow songs for mellow people and we really enjoyed them. And then the world and his dog put out acoustic chill albums and the whole New Acoustic Movement thing happened. And then The Strokes happened and everybody wanted to play guitars really fast and really loud. Unfortunately this left I Am Kloot a little lost – which is a shame because they really do have some great songs.

So, what do we know about The Walkmen. Well’ they’re from Washington DC and have the same manager as The Strokes. They also have a similar sound – chirpy guitars and scuzzed up vocals that set the New Tent. The band really put everything into the set – the veins stand out on singer Hamilton Leithauser neck as he delivers every lyric.

That's all for today - a review of the rest of Friday's bands tomorrow night.

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