Tuesday, 21 August 2007

Bedouin and Illich

Bedouin was incredible. Very simple statement, very true.

If you have never been to the Concorde 2 in Brighton, then you should. It is a very very good venue. With a lift!

The place was packed, barely room to move. The gig started with Natty, who were fantastic not only as a band in their own right, but as a crowd-rouser too. At the start people weren't really moving, but very soon everyone was moving to their most excellent tunes. A few guys in front of me were, rather moronically, overly obsessed with the drummers name - but entertainment is entertainment and I'm no John Mill.

When Bedouin got on stage the crowd pit was so packed I felt slightly self-concious with the inevitable foot-stamping and shoulder-barging that marks a packed gig, but seeing as everyone's doing it it wasn't too bad.

I was mildly shocked at the smell of some powerful cannabis stench wafting from behind, but it's reggae so hardly that surprising. But with the dual ban of no smoking and no smoking cannabis, I certainly wasn't expecting it. Given the heavy sweat in the air, where every breath took in more moisture than oxygen, it was also slightly unfair; I don't like the smell of cannabis at the best of time, when my entire body is almost ready to pass-out, it's even less welcome.

Gig ended, my t-shirt itself was more sweat than cloth, so me and Emma went on a little expedition to the sea (with Ben following in support). Clothes off, and the feeling was almost spiritual. The move from being so hot that you are ready to faint, to being freezing is something that should be felt by everyone - my heart was pounding in my chest in danger of giving out!

Unfortunately we didn't measure the height of the waves when we jumped in and I was almost swept under twice (in case of which Ben had started undressing, the madman). Realising the danger I escaped unharmed from the claws of that cold grasp, and instantly felt a lot better - it's why I love living next to the sea.

Left the seaside, went to the All-night Diner and ate a MegaBuster. Did not feel well.

Awesome night.

Oh, and if anyone is reading these posts and have no idea who I am referring to when I talk about Ivan D. Illich and Energy and Equity, I would suggest going here:

Energy and Equity

And for music:
Natty
Bedouin Soundclash

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