hollla again, got some more juice for your eyes, thought id crack up some gig posters id done in the past, i'm going to do them in bits though, cos i reckon relativly soon il run out of pictures, and ittle just be me writing and pleasing as that will be for me, it wont be as visually entertaining. so first things first, some dirty gig posters for you.



those are all proppper old(older even than the fish) so i apologise for the lack of quality.


anyway moving swiftly onwards, this week for me, has been all about the depressive grungy old alt rock.
were talking serious archers of loaf, oldschool cursive, small brown bike etc
so grease up your ears boys, here comes some juiice

pretty sweet huh? theres just something about this kind of oldschool stuff that really gels with my teenage brain. and its pretty bloody perfect after having a horribly long day of trying to print stuff and readying my portfolio for immanent interviews.
i think that archers come off alot more aggressive than a load of the stuff i listen to, it just seems that though things like converge are pretty clearly angry, the solidarity of the screaming and loud guitars, just makes it seem less aggressive in the end, it seems more of a singing style than genuine angst.
things like archers have that wonderfull impotence which can apparently only be expressed through muddy guitar tones and monotone vocals.
and i just bloody love that
allthough quiet clearly jacob bannon is one angry man, i wouldnt fuck with him mate.
i reckon im going to incorporate more music into this blog
cos yknow
im a music nazi
and i feel the need to force it on others
xxx