Amazing how I am thinking a million things, but they are not really relevant to the performance itself. I'm examining the audience.
The lead vocalist of Natalie Pryce sits diagonally across from me; he looks nervous. They're performing last, so I guess pressure is starting to build. Meanwhile, everybody else seems to be genuinely mesmerised by the performance. There is no reason not to be - crisp cymbals and beat, bluesy electric guitar, smooth keyboard notes, triumphant trumpet (as Vile said)... Well, they're off-stage now, saluted with the thunder of applause.
Although not full, the Stereo basement seems warm, almost intimate, despite the stage that stands at chest-height (for me... I'm not exactly tall).
I don't know quite why the live blogging is exciting. I suppose I enjoy the challenge of recording as much as possible of what I am hearing and seeing as quickly as possible, while ensuring that what I say is relatively accurate.
Now Vile is back... and the lights are on... do I want to know?
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