A Monday night and we’re here at OPEN for four promising groups.
Nuitini shares his pencil full of lead with Norwich fans
It’s a warm Saturday night at The Waterfront, and from the offset, everyone here seems to be buzzing. Headliners tonight, LA’s own, Awolnation seem like the perfect band to start off the Saturday antics.
Why such a small turn out for such a great show?
Choir by candlelight at the Cathedral
The music is amazing; at times whisper-soft and delicate, building to tribal double drums...
Often lazily tagged as a stoner rock band, it’s fair to say in 2014 they are simply a great rock ‘n’ roll band.
'I’m Sad About It' and 'Hangman’s Token' were sensational – ass kicking, hell raising, down ‘n’ dirty stuff.
The man behind Tracy Thorn’s delectable vocals, whilst not the greatest vocalist that you will ever hear, has once again written a very charming album.
De La Soul Live Seaside Spectacular!
“The Whiskey, The Liar, The Thief” serves itself perfectly as a point of view for this review, since the entire evening can be summarised by the three subjects in the song’s title.
The old dogs teach the young pups a lesson.
Tired but mostly happy.
Like many of the older reggae artists Horace’s voice sounded absolutely perfect – sweet, delicate and soulful.
To some ‘emo’ may be a dirty word, but not to these guys. After celebrating fifteen years together in 2011, Alkaline Trio returned to The Waterfront to an almost sold out show.
They brought their whole bag of tricks; lights, confetti canons, giant balloons falling from the rafters, smoke canons...
Jake explained featured lyrics written in 1983 after a night on the town with Phil Lynott! Oh to have been a fly on the wall that night…
What I mistakenly took for rockabilly gals jumping on a bandwagon, turned out to be dedicated musicians with history in both types of music. Country and Western.
If you ignore the faux fervour, the frequent live line-up changes and the nagging feeling that many songs sounded uncannily similar, Bombay Bicycle Club put on a hell of a show that had me utterly enthralled for the best part of an hour.
If you fall into the category of being on the cusp of puberty or not quite being a fully fledged adult as the previous Millennium, you’ll remember the L.I.M.P Bizkit.
Norwich, get the fuck up
A legend delivers.
Two very good bands, poor turn-out.
Another Saturday and another mostly excellent Pony Up night at the Arts Centre.
Great show, poor turnout.
Where were you?
Reasonable show from a promising band that needs a longer set.
BFR and Elevator Music presents an evening of alt.classical and alt.folk.
Second Pony Up hits the target.
Americana that almost made me through my on-existent ten gallon hat in the air and shout yee-haw.
From Twee Off, here's Pony Up. Five acts for three quid. Bargain.
Norwich Arts Centre reigns supreme as one of the best independent venues in the UK.
Local label Gravy Records presents a showcase with five bands, three in the auditorium and two playing all electric-acoustic sets in the bar.
What would numerologists make of wombat wombat's combined 13th birthday and Christmas celebration falling on the final Friday 13th of 2013? Luck, fate or just one of those things? Who knows, this was a great night.
Death to the beige. tweeOFF is dead. Long live Pony Up.
Havin' it large with Large Professor
My, oh my, do they deliver that by the bucket-load. Of sweat, that is.
John Smith - Guitar Genius
Much to my dismay singer and bassist Chilli flounced on in a pair of shades.
Imelda May was the main attraction at November's Bo Nanafana, and the Fine City's biggest swing night did not let her down - the Queen of rockabilly had top billing at Open for the hottest (vintage) ticket in town.