Well that was a pretty f**king good start wasn’t it. To those of you who came to our launch night, thank you, we love you all! To those that didn’t, you seriously missed out! But don’t worry, Bon Bon will of course be back on Saturday 30 July. Plans are already taking shape and Bon Bon II may or may not include: free polaroids, free booze, free surf lessons and a free trained live panda. More details will follow soon, but until then you can (reminisce/see what you missed) by taking a look at a few of the photos from Saturday’s shenanigans.
While one distinguished member of the Crumble Mega Squad is fishing his tent out of a quagmire in a field somewhere in the South West of God’s Glorious Country (not USA), we are going to look at an altogether different festival that’s coming up in just two weeks’ time. On 9th July, Shoreditch Park (which is situated behind Hoxton Street) will dehisce and let in fuck loads of crusty hipsters. Yes, this is very much Shoreditch’s festival, it belongs to East London. That’s not to its detriment, in fact, it means that what you’ll be getting at this festival are bands at the absolute cutting edge of music, the newest and coolest bands that you will be listening to in a year’s time thinking: “Fuck, why didn’t I see these guys at 1234 rather than trying to finger that 18-year-old arts student?”
We don’t know her, but she’s sleeping and she might not notice…
Black Lips – Starting Over
Anyway, I want to alert you to the fact that, in collaboration with Noisey.com, you can get 1234 tickets for about a fiver less than the normal price! Additionally, this gets you in to a number of after parties which you will be wanting to go to. XOYO has Zombie Nation, Autokratz, stopmakingme, and more (which is a line up in itself!) for £6 (or free with the Noisey ticket!), Dalston Superstore has Hannah Holland, and other places such as Old Blue Last and our favourite gash-trap Catch-22 open their doors. XOYO might be the latest but Catch is pretty close and we do love Catch. FUUUUUURRRTHERMOOORE, there are some motherflippin’ PRE-PARTIES to go to too. Man, it’s a hard life. At The Shacklewell Arms (in new management and now super-cool) there will be a pre-party this very Saturday. Advert, Peepholes and French Kissing will play live and there are DJs til 3am. Not bad.
Black Lips are headlinging the festival, and are obviously going to be quality; be sure to wear leather or denim and grow your hair especially for the event. However, there are some other bands we want to highlight for your delight.
Damo Suzuki is a crazy Japanese guy from Can (an old krautrock band) and could well be worth catching just for some experimental, messy, insane, hard rock n roll. Lydia Lunch is some mentalist 20th century version of Laurie Anderson or something, not the most accessible music but interesting nonetheless.
Rainbow Arabia – Without You (Nguzunguzu remix)
Rainbow Arabia are a nice and lovely electronic singy band from “fucking L.A.” and they play quite nice electronic singy music with good drums. Worth catching. Look a bit old though; hope they aren’t trying a Ting Tings.
Nguzuznguzu are bloody excellent though!
Munch Feat. Lexx – Shottas (Nguzunguzu remix)
And check this badman out.
Nguzunguzu – Strut (Dubbel Dutch remix)
Purity Ring – Ungirthed (Christian AIDS remix)
Rave is back. More proof of which comes in the form of one of our very favourites Christian AIDSStay+, who have had to change their name because of threatened legal action from the Good Samaritans at Christian Aid. It is a pretty offensive name, I did wonder how long it would be before it happened. However, you are going to be cutting off your foreskin to get tickets to see this band next year, mark my words. We are actually seeing them at The Victoria in Dalston next Thursday 30th June, it’s a free gig but you have to go on Ticketweb to get the tickets. They are a pretty mysterious outfit so you better get them while they’re hot. Pretty much everything Stay+ have done so far is amazing, and its got a distinct and fresh sound. Rave for the post-2 girls 1 cup world.
Nelson Grover – Awake (TWR72 remix)
TWR72 are another act reviving rave, or ‘Future Techno’ as NME dubbed it. Either way, if you come down to 1234, and like electronic dance music, the trio of Stay+, Nguzunguzu and TWR72 will keep your ear drums ringing with the sounds of 1993 for days. They are another band that Crumble hope to catch while we are there.
If it’s dirty, and messy, and raucous, then we can do business.1234 is all about finding out what’s going on in the future. Get your cheap ticket from Noisey.com through seetickets here, and come say hi to the guys giving flyers to any and all hot girls; the flyers will look like this:
Further mentions go to:
Babeshadow, who sound like an English version of Fool’s Gold, and are actually very nice. I’m a sucker for summer.
Two Wounded Birds, from Margate of all places. Sound like an English The Drums maybe. British Surf rock, if such a thing exists. On Moshi Moshi so you know they are legit.
Another surf rock band, that apparently started out as a joke, are Sex Beet. English version of Wavves?? Pretty good! Nice and noisy.
An interesting turn of fate yesterday landed me with the pleasure of going to see Tom Vek. This really shouldn’t have happened but international relationships with our nation’s government intervened and created a hyperplexus large enough to mean that our fellow blogger and crumbler, Joseph, couldn’t attend. This gig sold out within minutes of going on sale, and it’s one of only five around the country that our reclusive multi-instrumentalist musician is performing.
I only caught the end of the support act, so wouldn’t like to comment on their performance too much; but they were alright. The night was all about Tom anyway. In the indie community, he is something of a demi-god, at least a legend. His first album was hailed and then he disappeared, taking five years to create this. Some think five years might have produced better, but we like it, as is already well documented.
He opened well. Playing some of the new tracks before resorting to his first album, to which the crowd got a bit excited. One reveller commented that people didn’t appear to have heard much of the new album. Perhaps it’s not been long enough since it’s release but it did seem that only A Chore from Leisure Seizure got the crowd crazy. However, the older tracks, like below’s video of Nothing But Green Lights and I Ain’t Saying My Goodbyes, were pretty popular.
The gig was good: the performance solid and the light show quite good, albeit mostly red, except for the aforementioned song, when things turned green. Tom’s voice is incredibly iconic, and sounds much more impressive than his surprisingly small stature (now with short haircut). So overall, as not the biggest Tom Vek fan in the world, I was treated but not overawed. The really impressive moment had to wait until the end, when the overarchingly standout track of Leisure Seizure was played as an encore. The video below doesn’t really do justice to the sound quality, and I was dancing, and my friend did start shaking the camera around at one point, but you have the encore in it’s entirety, and it’s quite nice.
The girl who masquerades as Tom for the first verse is actually in the video for A Chore, and it was nice to see her give us a little performance that confused a lot of people. You can hear how pleased the crowd were, and I think a lot of people really completed an ambition by seeing a man that is notoriously hard to track down. The winners of the night were his hardcore fans, of which I do not consider myself one; however, I am now definitely a fan, and it was an excellent gig.
The Very Best are very good. The guys from Radioclit (remember the electro house DJs that were quite big a few years ago) really got into African music a little while back, and it’s been great news for us since then. The first The Vest Best album with Esau Mwamwaya (who was a second-hand furniture seller at the time) was great. They covered all the indie hits like MIA, Vampire Weekend etc. and turned them into West African happy-tracks. Esau hails from Lilongwe and adds his vocals to Radioclit’s African back track. Last year they released Warm Heart of Africa, an original album that was a joy. They also put on an African music club night called Secousse that often touches London at the Notting Hill Arts Club; we haven’t been but I have been meaning to go for as long as I’ve known about it. We are big fans, if you don’t know them already then go here or click the picture below, download the free mixtape, and have a great summer.
Artists have been fascinated by sleeping for centuries. From Vermeer to Van Gogh, Renoir to R Kelly, many have explored the strange period whilst we are in between normal consciousness. Now an exciting young performance artist, Wanksy, is giving a new take on the subject in his most recent exhibition by bringing a most unusual, yet quintessentially relevant medium to the fore: himself.
Some may be familiar with Wanksy’s previous works such the critically acclaimed ‘Balance’. According to the artist, the piece represents a world ‘where everyday items such as beer cans and Mr Muscle are used to emphasise the importance of a balanced and clean lifestyle’.
Many of Wanksy’s pieces have strong political narratives at the core. ‘Urban Decay’ symbolises the deindustrialisation of much of urban Britain, and ‘Blame Boris’ is a clear attack on London mayor Boris Johnson’s transport policies.
Wanksy is also comfortable using familiar settings for some pieces, as in ‘The Missionary’, which is a commentary on both conformity to tradition and the emergence of feminism replacing male domination in society.
In his most recent exhibition, Physical Graffiti, Wanksy has broken new ground adding extra elements to certain pieces for dramatic effect. This is clearly demonstrated in ‘Tescopoly’, where the artists has used his own vomit and a plastic carrier bag from a major supermarket chain to give weight to his critique of consumerism in contemporary culture.
Wanksy will be holding regular performances most Saturday nights throughout February and March in McDonalds car park off Commerical Road in east London.
5 crumbles (forbidden apple crumble – Eat it and you will know where God left the remote)
No thanks George, I didn’t really want it, so I threw it away. Thought you weren’t that bothered and it was just a holiday thing while we were skiing. Sorry you misunderstood me and that but I’m an ice queen didn’t you know?
Firstly, thanks to all those who came to crumble last week for my birthday! It was a reet larf and a damn good show! Lots of people came and the bar were struggling to keep people away as things were coming to a close so next month is a special treat! We will be open much later than usual, until 4am! So we are going to turn the tempo up after 12 and some guest DJs and stuff going on. Sorry for being so lazy that we hadn’t got these photos up until now. We love you all very much!
Here is Duncan’s set (or some of it) for you to have a little listen to while you take a look at some of the pictures from the night. See you all next time!
Apologies for not getting around to the Stag and Dagger debauchery post I know you were all looking forward to but that was too extreme for the internet. Just look up ‘King Neptune’ on urban dictionary!
Anyway, the good time guys and gals of crumble united have been to an unusual amount of gigs for our otherwise-apathetic couch loafing selves. On 10th June, last week some time, we went to see Jamaica at The Lexington in Islington. First stop Tortilla of course!
The first band Ten Bears were pretty good actually. I remember very little about them except for this double-denim lunatic dancing in front of us. I was convinced he was a girl until my friends pointed out that he was in fact a guy, but then, from his dance moves I think anyone would have come to the same conclusion. He was fun.
Jamaica, as you might know from previous posts are a new Kitsuné label band who have been on the scene as Pony Pony for a while but never made it big. They are back with a more rocky sound which is fun, lively and happy. It’s a good sound but it’s nothing new. Essentially your standard verse-chorus 3 piece band (lead & vocals, bass, drums) they play quite standard songs.
You wouldn’t think so having heard I Think I Like U 2 and seen the video! However, sadly, the band didn’t quite live up to my expectations and whilst they were short and entertaining (boom boom!) they were lacking in the spark that exudes from I Think I Like U 2. Probably the best moment of the gig was when the band were trying to bring the crowd forward to make people dance near the front insisting that they wanted to see dancing and I shouted (yes, Jamaica, it was I) “c’est la fete!” which pleased the French band and the crowd went mental and bought me loads of drinks and were stuffing drugs up my nose and girls were literally taking all their clothes off and trying to dagger with me naked (which is basically sex btw).