Well that was another ace week of gigs, we had everything from come back Queens, singer song writers through to rip curling gas snorting rock n roll, lively and Dangerous.

Lets start with last Saturday and the beautiful song writing from of Australia’s most golden sounding bands Boy and Bear at the Thekla graced our ears with well constructed sun shine pop with multi layered harmonies. The last time I saw the 5 piece was at the Cooler a couple of years ago, which was possibly Bristols worst venue because unless you were 500 ft tall then you couldnt see anything unless you were 5 inches from the stage.

And as per last time they had a rather brilliant young singer songwriter, this time it came in the form of Leeds based Eaves, who looked like a young Neil Young but with a James Taylor emotional heart pulling twist.soundcloud url=”https://api.soundcloud.com/users/28218281″ params=”color=ff5500&auto_play=false&hide_related=false&show_artwork=true” width=”100%” height=”450″ iframe=”true” /]

Because of the venues early curfew it meant that i could go off to another gig so I headed off to another gig at Start The Bus with brummy Pixies and Weezer lovers Dumb

Sunday felt like as if I was stuck in Groundhog day, I had never known Bill Murrays life could be so repetitive as it was the 5th night in a row I had ended up at Start The Bus.This time it wasnt to see any nice safe indie, no I went to see gritty, scuzzy dirgy rock n roll monsters Fat Whit Family, who managed to ply the sinister edge of Nick Caves Birthday Party days with an Iggy pop styled energy. They were fantastic, sweaty and gnarly.

joining them on the tour were Londions answer to Les Savy Fav Claw Marks, who shared the simularities with un predictable front men and were absolutely brilliant.

opening up the show were my Zambian brothers from other Mothers Bite The Buffalo.

Monday saw me venture to the newly opened venue in Stokes Croft, The Love Inn, for an intimate homecoming album launch show from the one and only Neneh Cherry and Rocket Number 9, the swedish singer had spent quite a few years living in Bristol working with the likes of Massive Attack and Tricky. Celebrating the release of her first solo album in 18 years The Blank Project whic saw her team up with Rocket Number 9 and Four Tet and it is very cutting edge return.

Wednesday saw me take to the basement of the Exchange for the Nivana inspired brighton based trio The Wytches, who were pretty good.

Although my main reason for going was to see the Bristol debut of The Epicdemics a side project from Jimmy and Julia from Future of The Left and just like FOTL they were frickin hillarious, with many geniusly quoteable lyrics. 

Thursday saw me head to the Fleece to atch Nme’s band of the moment The Loveless brothers of Drenge throttle out the jams to an over excitable young audience, this was one of those shows where I began to feel my age.

support came in the form of Neu! sounding psych kraut groovers Traams, and the sounds of classic Steve Albini production sound of Kagoule who sounded like early Nirvana, elements of Shellack and early Radiohead.

Friday saw me see one of my favourite Indie bands around at the moment Eagulls at the Louisiana who have given the music industry a full blown boot in the face, with their unpretentious working class background singing songs with a real heart on sleeve honesty that harks back to the early days of the Psychedelic Furs and Echo and The Bunnymen.  

Their tour support Autobahn were efectively a Psychedelic Furs tribute band in full beautiful style with a singer that looked like a young cross between John Cooper Clark and Joey Ramone.

opening up the show were the brothers Sherrin and their band Milos Planes a spunked up young punk trio from this fine city! 

some right crackers this past week then!