so Monday started off with one of the gigs I had been looking forward to for quite a while, the return to Bristol of psychedelic New Zealander Connan Mockasin at the Fleece. Despite being under the weather (you could hear him strain his voice) he still pulled off one hell of a magical performance encompassing a real romanticism with in his gentle psychedelia. This show really had everything on stage theatrics, obsessive fans and annoying gig talkers. Touring to promote his latest album Caramel, he also dished out a number of tunes from his first album including the ever dream like Forever Dolphin Love

Supporting Connan was the former Pete and The Pirates men Teleman who were rushed on to the stage due to some miss communication, but they absolutely hammered some really dream like pop, with their debut album due out later this year.

One thing that peeved me off was people down the front talking just behind me, because not only was it extremely annoying but its really rude and disrespectful to the artist, especially seeing as Connan doesn’t really play with volume. I mean I didn’t pay to hear their conversation, if your going to be down the front of a gig please bear in mind that the others around you may want to hear the artist and probably didn’t want your fucking conversation.

There was no such problem on Tuesday night where I found myself enjoying an instore gig from Peggy Sue up at Rise records up in Clifton the trio were playing songs from their new record The choir Of Echoes.

Because of the in-store being early in the evening me and a freind decided to hot foot it over to the Stag And Hounds to see the lovely Locks play her beautiful quiet folk to only about 6 people.https://soundcloud.com/locksofficial/fragile-demo

Wednesday saw me back at the Fleece to see Rhode Islands answer to the the Allman Brothers Deer tick rattle out souther rock inspired rock n roll promoting their latest album Negativity, playing a fun filled set of whisky stories and rock n roll covers, including a cover of Oh Boy and a guest appearance from the lead singers wife Vanessa Carlton.

I must admit that I went mostly to see their support acts, support came from Exeter based power pop trio Graet Cynics. I admit to being a complete sucker for infectious 3 chord riffs and that is exactly what they delivered.

Opening up was Bristols own Cadbury Sisters who I would describe as the musical equivalent of the old Cadbury’s advert for their caramel bars in the fact that they are absolutely heart melting. Thei multi harmonising is breath taking and beautiful.

Thursday I headed over for some ultra cheesy Talking Heads pop from La Shark. La Shark are a bit of a guilty pleasure for me and do run by in large on novelty. They are a band that should be approached with tongue firmly in cheek.