Honeyblood at Koko, Camden, 16 June 2017

I’d been waiting for this one with real anticipation, ever since it dawned on me that Honeyblood had made two of the finest albums that I have heard for a long time. When I reviewed “Babes Never Die”, I was just getting into them. Since then I’ve hardly listened to anything else (only Slowdive made inroads). I love the combination of punky rhythms, great pop melodies, with plenty of singalong moments, feisty lyrics and some real melancholy soul – celtic soul. And for all the rock’n’roll exuberance, the two tracks which have resonated with me most are two of those with the celtic soul – “Hey, Stellar” and “Cruel”, poignant songs about breaking up, coping with life’s messes. Sung with such tenderness, regret and in “Hey, Stellar”’s case, defiance, by Stina Tweeddale.

I was even a bit worried that the band might not live up to my expectations, which were so high. After all, they are a fairly young band, and this show at Koko in Camden was their biggest yet. And there are only two of them – Stina (lead vocals and guitar) and Cat Myers (drums and vocals), so some of the electronic embellishments would have to be pre-programmed or left out. No need to worry! They were brilliant and the crowd responded in kind. A great atmosphere in a great venue. Koko is the old Camden Palace and still is a club as well as concert venue. It’s well looked-after, has all the old ornate trimmings – and decent air conditioning, which was good for a warm evening in London.

The band played sixteen songs – see the playlist at the end – with everything from “Babes Never Die”, except closer “Gangs”, and all their best loved songs from the first album, “Honeyblood” (how I missed that when it came out in 2014 mystifies me). They started with “Justine, Misery Queen”, upbeat and poppy, despite the title. That went straight into the rumble of “Choker” from the first album. And great songs just kept on coming! The set was cleverly paced, and showed the band have real confidence in what they are doing, leaving what I would guess are now their two most popular songs, “Ready For The Magic” and “Babes Never Die”, to the encore. And what an upbeat send off that was. Euphoric!

A highlight for me, being a sucker for that celtic soul, was the trio in the middle of the set, the beautifully despairing “Walking at Midnight”, then “Cruel” and “Hey, Stellar”. So glad they played both of them. I was rather worried that at least one of them might not make the cut if the emphasis was on the rock’n’roll. It was nice bit of pacing – a respite of sorts before they cranked up the rock and the chanting with a finale of “All Dragged Up”, “Sea Hearts”, “Super Rat” and “Killer Bangs”. Three of those are from the first album – “Sea Hearts” the exception – and the message there is, if you fall out with Stina, watch out!

And then that encore. The surf punk of “Ready for the Magic” – the first Honeyblood song I heard, which hooked me right away. And the pure celebration of “Babes Never Die”, towards the end of which Cat left the drums and descended into the crowd, with Stina on the stage, grinning, waiting to finish off the song. A lovely end to the show. Throughout the performance Stina and Cat were declaring how much it meant to them. They were in awe to have got this far, and wow, it must be amazing for any band, especially in their early days, to find so many people responding to the music they’ve put their heart and soul into.

A joyous evening – the essence of rock’n’roll, with a dash of celtic soul. There isn’t much that’s better! Can’t wait to see Honeyblood again at Latitude. The Sunrise Arena is going to be heaving!

Here’s the setlist. Not often I can reel off all the songs played in an evening. Just goes to show how much I’ve been listening to Honeyblood!

Justine, Misery Queen

Choker

Love is a Disease

Biro

Fall Forever

Sister Wolf

Walking at Midnight

Cruel

Hey, Stellar

(I’d Rather be) Anywhere but Here

All Dragged Up

Sea Hearts

Super Rat

Killer Bangs

Encore

Ready for the Magic

Babes Never Die

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Have you Heard? – (82) “Slowdive” by Slowdive

Slowdive are a band who were cast as part of the “shoegaze” movement on the early 1990s. Music in which the guitars drifted and occasionally roared, and the vocals were dreamy. Haircuts were floppy. I was not averse to this music, but for some reason I never got into Slowdive. I liked Ride and My Bloody Valentine (who were a bit more discordant), loved the Cocteau Twins, who would have influenced the shoegazers, and also enjoyed some of the bands who followed, with related sounds. Sigur Ros, British Sea Power for instance. But still, somehow, Slowdive never got on my radar.

Until we decided to go to Field Day in Victoria Park, Hackney this year. That was last Saturday. Slowdive were the headline indie band and I thought it might be worth hearing their latest album, “Slowdive”. The first for 22 years.

And I’m so glad I did check it out. I love it, and it has finally made me listen to something other than Honeyblood! It’s an album of big sounds, dreamy vocals (still), a real majesty. I really like the guitar sounds. They build, they chime and then they roar. All those bands I mentioned earlier are in there – so too, Coldplay and U2. These are all recommendations by the way. I love all those bands.

I’ve been listening to the album a lot since Field Day. I’ve found it quite moving. Like so many great albums there is an underlying melancholy, but it is expressed in those big, ethereal sounds. (I limit myself to only one “ethereal” in any review!). Highlights switch around, as with any great album, but I do love “No Longer Making Time”, which starts slow and just builds, guitars chiming and then gushing, roaring. Is it anguish, or celebration? “Sugar for the Pill” chimes beautifully, and “Star Roving” is the (relatively) fast one. The one that the boys were moshing to last week. It’s got a beat to it. “Don’t Know Why” is the closest thing to the Cocteau Twins. Some prog-folky vocals to start, before those chiming, surging guitars take over. And last track, “Falling Ashes”, works from a similar piano refrain to a similar effect as Radiohead’s “Daydreaming” from “A Moon Shaped Pool”.

It’s the atmosphere created by the guitars that do it for me. Like they do for the great U2 albums, for Sigur Ros, for Coldplay even. The vocals add humanity and enhance that sense of immersion. The guitars, though, are the thing that take you on the journey.

The band have a show at the Roundhouse on 13 October. It’s not sold out yet, but when I bought a ticket today there weren’t all that many left. Worth checking out if you like what I’m describing.

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A summer songs playlist

A friend at work asked me for a summer playlist. It’s on Spotify. A bit of a mix of the breezy, the dancey, the sultry and the chilled. Open to suggestions for additions!

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Field Day festival, Victoria Park, Hackney, 3 June 2017

On Saturday, my friend Jon and I went up to Hackney in East London, Victoria Park to be precise, for the Field Day music festival. It’s the first time either of us had been, although it has been well-established for many years now.  It was just a one day festival this year – it used to stretch across the weekend, I think. The music is quite a mixture – with a strong dance and rap element, as well as a bit of indie and folk. It’s for 18s and over, and was heavily the 18-35 age group – I felt much more of an outlier than at Latitude or End of the Road. But hey, who cares, we’re all there for the music.

3 June will, sadly, be etched on our memories now as the day of the latest hideous terrorist attacks, this time on London Bridge and around Borough Market. Places I know and love. We got to hear about it just as we were leaving, at 11pm. Immediately the euphoria vanished, to be replaced by a familiar feeling of bewilderment and sickness. How can this be? I did wonder whether I should be writing about something which, on one level, is so trivial, in the circumstances. But we have to continue celebrating life, and this is what I have always done in this blog. So, this is my celebration of a wonderful day, until we got that news.

It was a beautiful sunny day for the most part. Got a bit chilly late on, but the sunshine meant all you ever had to do, if there was a time when no-one was on that you were really keen to see, was to settle down on the grass by one of the stages or tents, with a pint, and just chill. Blissful. My highlights of the day were drawn from the indie side of the bill – Julia Jacklin, Whitney, Slowdive and Thee Oh Sees, but before I come on to them I just want to say a little about the dance and electronica. This was probably the most popular attraction. There were seven stages, clustered around the two ends of the space allocated to the festival. The western end was mainly dance, and featured the enormous “Barn”. An extraordinary structure, as you can see from these photos, from outside, early on, and inside, only at about 2.15, when it was already packed, when a Berlin techno band called Moderat were on. They were pretty good, by the way.

In the evening we tried to see Flying Lotus on the “Resident Advisor” stage. Only 8 o’clock, but it was rammed, and we stood outside for a bit. That got boring, and we returned to our indie roots, so missed Aphex Twin in the Barn. Pretty amazing by all accounts, but it clashed with Slowdive anyway, and I really wanted to see them.

We got there quite early – about 12.45 – and thought we might be the only people watching Manuela, an indie band I’d heard recently on Marc Riley, at one point. But a few more turned up!

They played some sharp rhythms and had some interesting lyrics. I associated them a bit with a few  other bands I like, like Teleman and Blue House. I’ll be checking out their music. We then caught the end of Aine Cahill, playing a Irish folk/pop mix. Lovely singing and music, maybe erring a little on the bland side for me, and I thought Aine could wave her hands around a bit less. After that it was the outrageous punk meets Adam Ants and Fat White Family of HMLTD. They’re great live performers. Looked like a cross between Goth and the New Romantics. I think they could wow the festivals this summer. Probably wouldn’t buy the music, but a terrific show. Made me laugh.

Then what I was there for. Julia Jacklin. Got to the Shackleton Arms tent quite early and had a place quite near the front. Julia sang her familiar set of wonderful, spare, folky and poppy Aussie Americana songs. Maybe a bit more subdued than when I last saw her at her own show at the Scala, but still a joy, especially when she played “Motherland” and “Don’t Let the Kids Win” in sequence.

After that, it was London rapper, Loyle Carner, in the sunshine, on the Eat Your Own Ears stage, same as Manuela. The main outdoor stage. He bounced on stage in a Juventus shirt (European Champions final that night) and kept bouncing. A lot of his music is about the lyrics. They were hard to decipher, and the beats and delivery got a bit samey, so we moved on after about 20 minutes. No disrespect – a good artist, and went down really well. Just not something I needed to watch for an hour.

We then flitted around a bit. Tried a bit of Jon Hopkins’ DJ set in the Barn – not quite as good as I would have hoped. The best dance thing was an outdoor place called the Bandstand, where a succession of DJs were playing what were probably quite familiar tracks and a lot of people were just dancing.

We then settled in the sun by Eat Your Own Ears again and enjoyed Rae Morris. I wasn’t familiar with her music. It’s poppy electro, and was really enjoyable. She could have been American, but is actually from Blackpool. Respect!

We tried Arab Strap next. Singer Aidan Moffat roamed around like an angry bear, while all sorts of noise was going on. There could have been times when I really liked this, but I was going through a slight energy dip and didn’t really get too much from it.

Next though, another highlight. Back to Eat Your Own Ears for Whitney. Saw them with Julia Jacklin at Koko last year. Uplifting music, with a strong early Van Morrison influence. A really tight band, with a sense that they are about to fall apart, because of singer/drummer Julien Ehrlich. But they never do, and he is brilliant, notwithstanding the fact he necks red wine (and Red Bull this time) all the way through. Ending with the wonderful “No Woman”, of course. An anthem.

After the brief attempt to see Flying Lotus, we headed back to the Crack tent for Slowdive. Essentially the indie headliners. They were a “shoegaze” band in the late 80s/early 90s, but passed me by for some reason. But they have reformed and released a new album, just called “Slowdive”. I bought it, and it’s really good. I love the big, shimmering guitars and the harmonies. They bring to mind Sigur Ros, Cocteau Twins and even, for me, Espers. But some of these bands might have been influenced by them, first time around. They were superb, and there was a real atmosphere, enhanced by all the lights and dry ice. I’d say, for me, it was the best show of the day. They are on at the Roundhouse in October, and I will have to try to catch them there. In the meantime, I’ll be exploring the back catalogue.

And then, well, Thee Oh Sees. Totally awesome at End of the Road, a revelation. Visceral rock’n’roll.  And same again really. No surprises, just the most amazing energy. How the two drummers keep going and keep time together for an hour I don’t know. It’s primal stuff. On record, there’s quite a lot of psychedelia, which doesn’t really rock that hard. But live… aaargh! Great end to a brilliant festival. I can never get a clear photo of main man John Dwyer, because he is going crazy most of the time. So here’s the blurry one!

And with the band, who all look quite ordinary, though they ROCK!

Yeah. We love rock’n’roll. We love music. We love togetherness. We love celebration. We love London. No terrorists will ever change that.

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My Top Twenty – Steely Dan Songs

The other day, one of my biggest blog followers (a select bunch!), he who shall be known as DC, requested a Steely Dan top ten. This stemmed from a show we went to last year, at the Half Moon, Putney, by the very excellent Steely Dan tribute band, Stanley Dee. They played some brilliant renditions of some of the classics and a few of the more obscure tracks, bringing out the strength of the melodies, and the sheer musicianship.

I wrote quite a long piece about Steely Dan in my book, I Was There – A Musical Journey (still available on Amazon and Kindle!). They were my introduction to jazz as a student, although they weren’t actually jazz. They took me into quality funk rhythms too. They could rock – in a sophisticated way of course – and their songs had some beautiful melodies. Melodies often with a dark heart, and sometimes a cynical heart. But melodies you could sing along to, especially on the early albums. I will always remember my own children, when they were little, singing in the back seat of the car to “Dirty Work”, off the first album. It’s number six in my twenty, but it would be number one purely on sentimental grounds. One of my girls thought the title was “Daddy Work”. And that had to be good!

At university, my favourite Dan album was absolutely “Countdown to Ecstasy”, with “The Boston Rag” and “Your Gold Teeth” my two biggest tunes. I loved the reach of these songs, and the amazing guitars. They still resonate with me, and are both in my top four. “Your Gold Teeth” is No 1, just for the musicianship, the keyboard and guitar solos, the rocking jazziness. A summary of everything I love about Steely Dan.  The other two in the top four are from “Aja”, and ultimately, that has to be my favourite album. It is the most jazzy Steely Dan album. It doesn’t rock, though “Josie” and “Peg” get funky. It is just so cool. It was released in 1977, competing with punk for my attention (punk won at the time) and just hasn’t dated at all. “The Royal Scam” is another album that vies for favouritism – a funky, jazzy exploration of the good and bad in California. Or at least that’s what I think of it!

Anyway, here is my top twenty – it hurt too much to reduce it to ten – and for those of you with Spotify Premium, I’ve made a playlist of the twenty too. Enjoy!

1 – Your Gold Teeth – Countdown to Ecstasy

2 – Aja – Aja

3 – Deacon Blues – Aja

4 – The Boston Rag – Countdown to Ecstasy

5 – Rikki Don’t Lose That Number – Pretzel Logic

6 – Dirty Work – Can’t Buy a Thrill

7 – Kid Charlemagne – The Royal Scam

8 – FM – a track from another soundtrack, on all the Best Ofs

9 – Green Earrings – The Royal Scam

10 – Do It Again – Can’t Buy a Thrill

11 – Razor Boy – Countdown to Ecstasy

12 – Pretzel Logic – Pretzel Logic

13 – Black Cow – Aja

14 – The Caves of Altamira – The Royal Scam

15 – Josie – Aja

16 – Any Major Dude Will Tell You – Pretzel Logic

17 – Reelin’ in the Years – Can’t Buy a Thrill

18 – With a Gun – Pretzel logic

19 – Only a Fool Would Say That – Can’t Buy a Thrill

20 – The Fez – The Royal Scam

The Spotify version.

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lovelondonscenes 132 – A short Thames walk, from Hammersmith to Kew

Yesterday, Jon, Maggie, Kath and I did a completist walk, filling in a gap in what we’ve walked together, though the route was very familiar to me, at least, having cycled it a zillion times. Starting at Hammersmith Bridge and ending at Kew Bridge, where we ended with a pleasant lunch at the newish Fullers Pub, One Over the Ait.

The tide was low and it made for a sense of space and tranquility. Just a few rowers putting in a shift.

At Hammersmith Bridge.

Along Chiswick Mall.

At Barnes Bridge.

The old Mortlake brewery, with the modern Budweiser set up behind it.

Approaching Kew Bridge, looking over to Strand-on-the-Green.

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Love and Hope (for Manchester)

Last night’s atrocity at the Manchester Arena is beyond words, as many, including the singer Ariana Grande in the aftermath, have said. Beyond senseless. Pure evil. I have nothing I can add to that – just my heartfelt best wishes to all those affected. And to the city of Manchester, a city I admire and really enjoyed visiting in March this year. We Londoners stand with you.

But I do want to say something about Love and Hope. So important in these dark times. By chance, tonight we went to a Leaver’s Mass at one of my daughter’s schools. Sacred Heart in Hammersmith. As it happens I am a governor there too, but tonight I was there as a parent, marking the end of my daughter’s seven years there, as she embarks on her A levels, and, beyond that university. A new world, a new life.

The priest tonight gave a sermon based on his relationship with a friend who had cancer, but who took strength from the love and the hope that his religion, amongst other things gave him. It was a sermon tailored to the girls about begin a new life outside school, but it had resonance after last night too. It was very moving.

And then, right at the end, three of the girls sang a beautiful medley of three Coldplay songs: “Don’t Panic”, “The Scientist” and “Yellow”. One played an acoustic guitar, another piano. Simple and incredibly affecting. Coldplay’s songs are often criticised for the obviousness of their words and emotions, but actually that criticism is wrong. They strike a chord with so many because of the basic, heartfelt beauty of the tunes and the sentiments. That is why they can light up Glastonbury like no other band, and they can inspire three young women in a school chapel in West London. Universal.

And, after last night, those songs had a real poignancy. Not just because of their inherent magic, and the way they were sung, but because it took me back to 7 July 2005 in London. Those of you who read my blog regularly – or have read bits of my book – will know that Coldplay, by chance, formed a musical backdrop to my reaction to the bombings of 7/7, as I just sat down and wrote a piece straight from the heart.

I don’t mention this to promote anything I’ve done, simply to acknowledge that love and hope can be captured in music, perhaps more than anything else. The atrocity last night was the latest attempt to kill that love and that hope, but it will never succeed. Because more human beings are good than bad, even if the latter get most of the headlines, and because there will always be music, always there to inspire. The Guardian music writer Alex Petridis penned this piece today about the positive power of pop idols like Ariana Grande. It’s really worth reading.

https://www.theguardian.com/uk-news/2017/may/23/manchester-heartbreak-never-grasped-what-big-pop-gigs-for-daughters-eyes?CMP=share_btn_tw

Keep loving and keep hoping. It’s the best chance we’ve got.

(And if you’d like to read my recent tribute to Manchester, it’s here.)

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Sportsthoughts (158) – Those Premier League predictions!

So, it’s that time of the year to ‘fess up and check my predictions against the outcomes in the Premier League, with the season finishing yesterday. And it’s fair to say that they were even wider of the mark than usual – even though I thought I was being rather dull and conventional at the time, with one exception.

This was my top eight, with, in brackets, where the team ended up.

1st – Man City (3rd)

2nd – Man United (6th)

3rd – Arsenal (5th)

4th – Leicester (12th)

5th – Tottenham (2nd)

6th – Chelsea (1st)

7th – Liverpool (4th)

8th – West Ham (11th)

Well… only one of my top four made the top four. The only one that went against the grain of most forecasts at the time was the punt on Leicester, champions in 2015-16, remaining in the top four. They were pretty disastrous for most of the season, but recovered remarkably after Claudio Ranieri was sacked. I thought that decision was a shocker, but it certainly transformed the team. Player power, clearly.

Let’s have a look at where I went wrong. I guess my forecasts for the two Manchester teams were based heavily on the new managers – Guardiola and Mourinho – and, in United’s case, some significant player purchases. City came third, but definitely under-achieved. In most games I watched involving them, they were the dominant side in terms of possession and attacking, but just couldn’t convert their superiority into goals. And without Vincent Kompany for most of the season and with a dodgy goalkeeper – Bravo – they had a soft centre. Still the best squad, player for player, I think. Must do better next season – or goodbye Pep. United, on the other hand, were crabby, cautious, unexciting – all the things their fans hated under Van Gaal. They won the League Cup and may win the Europa League later this week; but I’ll be interested to see how long their fans tolerate Mourinho’s negativity next season. Really, with their squad and the amount it cost, coming sixth is really poor.

As for Arsenal, more of the same, but that bit worse. All the same issues still. Brilliant going forward when confidence is high, but a mood team, and still hopeless at defending at times. Especially defending from the front. The injury to Cazorla for much of the season hurt them, as did the loss of Mustafi from the back. But they should have had good enough cover. I do think that Arsene should retire with grace now, hopefully after winning the FA Cup on Saturday (though Chelsea stand in their way). They have failed, for the first time in 20-odd years, to qualify for the Champions League. A time to take stock and change the way things are done. They are stagnating. Apologists will say they got more points than last season, when they came second. Yes, but… it’s all relative. And they have lost ground.

Leicester I mentioned earlier. They had a good run in Europe, but something went wrong in the relationship between Ranieri and the players, and the players won.  Shame on them, but football is a results game (cliche alert!) and they recovered to a position of easy safety, after contemplating the unthinkable – relegation in the year after winning the league.

Spurs I underestimated. I thought they’d burn out again. They didn’t – they got better at the end. They were lording it towards the end of the season – Kane scoring at will. That player who couldn’t pass or trap a ball for England against Iceland in the Euros now a world beater. They were so dynamic and a real pleasure to watch. My son, an Arsenal fan, doesn’t like me praising Spurs, but credit where it is due.

Which brings me to Chelsea. Bloody hell! 10th last season. In turmoil. Tentative start to this season, and blown out of the water by Arsenal on 24 September. And then manager Conte turned it around. Went to his preferred 3-5-2 system (the 90s are back in football, as well as music and fashion!) and went on the rampage. The result? Chelsea win the league with 93 points and 30 wins out of 38 – the most ever. Respect. Getting Kante from Leicester gave them stability in midfield, and that released the flair players, Hazard in particular. David Luiz became a rock in the back three, rather than an entertaining liability in a four. How to explain? And Costa, arsey as ever, concentrated a bit more on scoring rather than fighting. I can’t celebrate a Chelsea victory, but I acknowledge the achievement – the best team by a mile.

Liverpool did a lot better than expected too. Still a bit flaky at the back, but high energy and entertaining. Jurgen Klopp is getting them where he wants them to be. Some inexplicably poor results at home to lesser teams hampered any bid for the top spot, but getting into the Champions League is a good return for Klopp in his first full season. They’ll need serious investment to stay in the top four though.

Er, and then West Ham. What can I say? Awful for much of the season. Intimidated by their new surroundings in the Olympic stadium? Undermined by Payet’s behaviour and then departure? (Note – he still provided more assists than any other player, although he left in January, and stayed in the Premier League top ten). Hampered by some terrible buys last summer, like Andrew Ayew – £20m, unbelievable! Mismanaged? Maybe I shouldn’t be too harsh – they came 11th in the end. But with 45 points, against 62 the previous season. Let’s put it down to the new stadium transition – and hope.

I’m really not optimistic though.

You see, something happened this season. The elite became even more elite. Its membership does change – Spurs weren’t really there until the last two seasons; City bought their way into it a few years ago. But let’s look at the top six. In 2015-16 they amassed 417 points between them. In 2016-17 that figure increased to 477. Chelsea won the league with 93 points; Spurs got 86. Leicester won it the previous season with 81. Arsenal slipped from second with 71 points to fifth with 75. They sucked those points from the middle-rankers. In 2015-16, Liverpool, in eight place, got 60 points, Sunderland in 17th, 39. This season, Southampton in eighth got 46, Watford in 17th,  40. We have a squeezed middle! Will it last? Who knows? But money talks and talks. Everyone says how competitive the Premier League is; but this season the stats don’t really back that up. There are a few teams that are challenging for the top positions; and the rest are in a dogfight to avoid relegation.

Can West Ham get in that elite? With the “London” Stadium, that should be the ambition. Last season it looked possible. This season, relegation was a fear for much of the season. The whole management of the club doesn’t yet feel serious enough for a true push into the top bracket – in the way Spurs have done in the last few years. Can that change? I’m not sure. Historically, mid-table in the top division is where we belong. The only way that will alter is with a serious infusion of money, Man City style. And you know, I’m not even sure I really want that. It’s so fake. Even West Ham now have only one player in the first team who came up through the club – Mark Noble. There’s always talk of new stars – like Reece Oxford – but what happens to them? Out on loan and fade. The fate of so many promising young English players. And we see the impact on the national team. The pool of high quality players, with experience in the top echelons, is shallow.

Never mind, come August, we’ll be full of anticipation again – and there will be a new round of predictions, with the same chance of coming true!

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lovelondonscenes 131 – Brick Lane, on reflection

In April I had a walk through the City and onto Brick Lane and Spitalfields. This one I took of a building which fired the image back at me.

My favourite Brick Lane moment was just off Brick Lane. The very fine record store below. Still going strong. I don’t often buy CDs or vinyl these days, but I did buy a couple of interesting books while I was there: Kim Gordon’s “Girl in a Band” (the band being Sonic Youth), and David Byrne’s “Bicycle Diaries”. For those who don’t know, he was the singer in Talking Heads, and a truly great man. Wrote a brilliant book called “How Music Works”, which I’d recommend to anyone with an interest in music.

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lovelondonscenes 130 – View from Millbank Tower, 28th floor

Back here for another work team event – we are next door. The views are stunning, especially over Lambeth Bridge and into the City. The Thames, fairly low tide, looked very muddy today. Maybe it’s the perspective from this height.

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