This was undoubtedly one of those 'you should have been there' gigs that those there will be reminding you of for months and years to come
There was very little messing about, charging through song after song, so that when the band departed after an hour, having knocked seven bells out of the drumkit, it felt like only half that time had passed.
Whilst Dream Nails may be self-proclaimed musical witches, their love for their audience is clear to see.
Eight members, eight different instruments, one cosy pub and the distinct and addictive sound of reggae and soul.
My only disappointment – he didn't do The Laughing Gnome, or Little Fat Man.
Norwich’s next big thing has arrived, once and for all…
I entered the LCR ready and willing to worship at the altar of their magnificence. Sadly, it didn't quite work out that way. At times this felt less about composition and more akin to ritual.
From Las Vegas to Benidorm in just over 90 minutes – how many other gigs take you on a journey like that?
As Everyday is followed by I predict a Riot, Modern Way and Na Na Na Na Naa, it's a shocker to be reminded that noughties post-Britpop happened a long time ago.
Her voice reminds me of Lucy Rose, and her honesty and bravery in delivering the new songs in particular was both endearing and moving.
Nostalgia be damned, Ash are as relevant now as they have ever been.
The hottest ticket at Wild Paths 2025 - which Pavlis missed - come back to Norwich. Was it worth the wait? Hell yeah.
Suede erupted onto the stage with a vitality that belied the tour’s halfway mark. At Norwich’s LCR, nostalgia and goth-tinged reinvention collided in a set that proved they’re still gloriously unpredictable.
What a performance! Brimming with talent and combining experience with youthful innovation, the two drummers, keyboard player, bassist, flautist, trumpeter and trombonist deliver the most spine-tingling, foot-tapping, awe-inspiring hour of jazz that I have ever heard in Norwich.
There's an evident energy to the band's performance that informs how they sound – to my mind with a rockier, edgy intensity I've not heard from them before. Whether it was born of enthusiasm having hibernated over winter, the intimacy of performing inches from their audience, or simply the room's acoustics, they have never sounded better.
From latest single, Necklace, to their closing track, the uplifting Stick Around, Afterdrive produced a neatly crafted performance that will have delighted their loyal fans.
The entire show felt like being transported back to simpler times when not everything was polished to perfection or clean. Just authenticity and quintessentially British.
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The warmth that bounced back and forth between performers and audience – in the moment, as Robinson put it – was, in these troubled times, something to behold and treasured.
Brown Horse’s set was gripping rather than polished - heavy with promise, occasionally swallowed by its own sound, while Fust delivered the night’s most satisfying sense of shape and release.
Everything is going Jackanory for this turbo charged, self-produced artist
This was - perhaps surprisingly - excellent, mind-bending stuff
Whatever purists may think, this is the Feelgood we've got, keeping a uniquely British form of RnB alive in an age of autotune. It's literally what Lee Brilleaux wanted - who are we to argue with that?
Gorgeous vocal harmonies and grungy/bluesy folk Instrumentals? Yes please.
Maybe I was just expecting too much? I really should’ve stayed at home.
It was quite an experience at Norwich Arts Centre on Friday evening, as two very different acts took to the stage in this beautiful venue.
I hadn’t been to Voodoo Daddy’s since I was a student (I studied photography at Norwich University of the Arts) and so I was excited to shoot a gig at one of the coolest venues in town. Tonight promised to be a diverse and entertaining evening of music from four bands, and it did not disappoint.
The entire show encapsulated a feeling of pure, relentless, unadulterated joy that is surprisingly rare in many live performances.
The Last Dinner Party have such a unique, nostalgic charm that makes their live shows truly memorable. And it makes the show all the better that you can tell the members have an absolute blast on stage.
This crustaceous Norwich duo are, by nature of their own proclamation, 'definitely not a Christmas band'.
Gary Numan put his all into his performance, prowling around the stage with an intensity I'd not seen before. Flanked by the impossibly tall, cassock wearing baldies, Tim Slade and Steve Harris, they only served to emphasise Numan's modest stature. What he lacked in height, however, he more than made up for in stage presence
Gong were great - aren't they always - but the real thrill for me was Snorkel, a brilliant band I can't believe its taken me twenty years to discover
The music coming from the Waterfront tonight was so damned heavy I’d be unsurprised if it wasn’t warping the Earth’s gravitational fields.
The stripped-back urgency of Transmission and Dead Zone, songs from the new album that they audaciously opened with, was surely a statement of intent. This is what Hawklords now sound like, they seem to be saying
A great evening from a true-great live act.
Wassailing: an ancient tradition of going from house to house to sing seasonal songs in exchange for money and Christmas treats; a practice that evolved into modern-day caroling at Christmas time. It’s entomology comes from the Old Norse “ves heil”, meaning “be in good health”, and what a fitting meaning for what was an uplifting, beautiful and almost spiritual evening at Epic Studios as two superstars of folk joined forces to get Norwich into the yuletide spirit.
The Swim School sound, although rich in both melody and guitar-driven riffs, is very much a reflection of the present
I left the Waterfront with my ears buzzing
I was really looking forward to my first shoot at Norwich Arts Centre, and to local band Damp Matches debut album release party - and I was not disappointed.
They might not be Pavlis’ thing on record but Earthtone9 deliver the goods live.