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Date: 24 November 2004 14:37:12
...and when you do that, you frighten people." Ronnie James Dio
Courage. I have drummed up a little in order to tell of my exciting trip to the Infinity Club in Mayfair. The courage bit comes in when a) some speed metal fan googles and hits my site and then wants to spike me for what I've written or b) my friend Rob sees this entry and then wants to spike me for what I've written. Having said that he's a dear chap really who likes to pretend he's all lefty-leathertrousers-blackhair-bikery but really is a big softy (his blog chronicling preparations for his impending nuptials is an excellent and entertaining read by the way).
The venue: Excellent little place (it was tiny). Very cool and intimate resulting in face-melting sound. Or maybe their foldbacks were a bit too high and the house was a bit too even higher and after all no-one could seriously tell one instrument from another so a few whiney monitor sounds don't really matter...
The crowd: Surprisingly small. Maybe about 50 or 60?
Theme of just about everything: Black. I was the only person with a)blondey sort of hair b)undyed hair in the entire venue.
The muzak: This was good ole chuggin-at-the-back-of-the-throat stuff i.e. Lots of shouty goodness involving swearywords and "DIEEEEEEE!!!"
and long hair flying about without regard to people's eyeballs. It was certainly not my cup of brown sloshy stuff with milk and no sugar but worth the experience (and one of the bands, Needleye, was actually very good).