The same Gareth I mentioned in my previous post I met through going to shows about eight or nine years ago, mostly small punk and hardcore gigs in Leeds, Bradford etc. I haven't seen him for ages now he lives overseas but we went to see some awesome bands together.
One of the best was when The Pine came over here. They played in Leeds one day and in Norwich the next, and we went to both. At the Leeds show I was completely exhausted - I was at uni at the time, and had just that morning packed and moved out of college, driven all the way home and unpacked again, then headed over to Ponte to meet Gareth. The show was fantastic, just crammed into this tiny pub's upstairs room, drenched in feedback, and followed after by an acoustic thing in some guy's bedroom (at which I more or less fell asleep due to being so tired...). The next day we drove over to Norwich, and the gig there was pretty brilliant too, partly because we met up with loads of other mates too.
Anyway, it wasn't actually the gigs which I remember most from that time, it was the drive! It was just me and Gareth from Leeds to Norwich, minimal traffic and loads of CDs. We were both getting into loads of punk and emo at the time and just generally geeking out and being music nerds.
This song reminds me of that drive through the endless flatness of East Anglia.
good gig, that :-)
ReplyDeleteYessir! Couldn't remember the year though ... '03? '04?
ReplyDelete'04 i believe.
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