Showing posts with label gig. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gig. Show all posts

Tuesday, 17 February 2009

Parade.












Photos of Magazine from Friday. Blurry but possibly better that way, as it reminds me of the sinister the way the music stucks you in and spits you back out with every chord. What a fantastic night.




Monday, 16 February 2009

I take picutres, photographic pictures.












The internet was a somewhat cruel and evil temptress before I went out on Friday night, as the support act for Magazine was not Linder, but Ipso Facto, an all girl four piece I was previously unfamiliar with.
However, as the photos illustrate, this was not necessarily a bad thing. Four stunning girls with identical haircuts, straddling the fashion states of Ladytron and Kraftwerk while rocking out like Marilyn Manson during his short lived (but fabulous) glam phase.



Friday, 13 February 2009

My force of habit, I am an insect.


I can't wait to see Magazine at the Forum tonight. I'm especially excited as I have just read on the band's website that 'Linder' is supporting them. Her link to Magazine is clear, she created their early album artwork and was a former girlfriend of frontman Howard Devoto. Yet my excitement stems from the fact the article mentioned she will be wearing new designs by Richard Nicoll, as a preview to his runway show at Fashion Week. I'm very intrigued since I've only recently become aware of his designs, my favourite being his acid pink and orange two tone t-shirt. Fashion and music. The best combination there ever was.
Make way for the motorcade.

Wednesday, 11 February 2009

Happy birthday to you. You live in a Zoo...

Image: Numero 100 - Birthday Edition


Yesterday was my birthday and I turned 24. I went for an interview yesterday for a potential internship at a rather well known London Art Gallery. I'm fairly certain I blew my chances when I pointed out to my interviewer that my possible boss sounded a great deal like Miranda from The Devil Wears Prada. Really.
However, the rest of the day went down in smashing style. I wore a navy silk dress with my Gucci pumps and got the hiccups over wine and noodles with a few friends. Perfect. This weekend also looks set to be a Post-Punk winner, Magazine and a talk with Simon Reynolds of 'Rip it Up,' fame, with Valentines squished in the middle for fun. Can't wait!