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Independent Venue Week 2015

I was fortunate enough to be invited to attend two of the gigs being held at The New Adelphi Club, as part of Independent Venue Week 2015.

Thursday 29th January – The Weeks / Apache Relay / Young Jack 

Halfway through Independent Venue Week, Thursday was my first chance to get out and taste something from the diverse menu offered. Arriving a little later than I usually do, I dived into a crowded room, just as the live music was about to start.

Hull’s own, Young Jack were a wonderful warm up act to support the visiting bands. Always charismatic, always full of energy, their music gets any crowd moving. And the crowd were on their feet from the very first song, spilling forward quickly.

Young Jack (Burning Heart Photography)
Young Jack (Burning Heart Photography)

Their sound is funky rock, mixing in the up-beat soul rhythms with classic guitar-lead rock. I’ve described the band previously as Rolling Stones meets James Brown. And indeed, the one cover they played was one of his. Their own songs are equally catchy, with a chorus which is easy enough to pick up and sing along to, intermixing powerful instrumentals. They’ve mastered a fantastic sound, though at times it is a sound which seems too old for the young lads: the aural demonstration not quite matching what you see on stage.

Lead vocalist Luke Bowe engaged with the audience at times, suggesting that we “clap along a little bit” to a couple of songs. But overall, a hometown crowd will do this out of loyalty rather than because they are entranced by the music or performance. The bands who followed, both hailing from over the waters, had mastered these showman tricks, taking the stage entirely.

Not the headline band, but sandwiched into the central slot, The Apache Relay were the highlight of the night, for me at least. From Nashville, Tennessee, they describe their sound as indie roots. As with Young Jack, you heard the clear rock sound with the undercurrent of other influences: country, folk and blues. Harmonies sweeping you off your feet, a bass beat getting those feet tapping again, and the stunningly soft and charming voice of Michael Ford Jr.

Apache Relay (Burning Heart Photography)
Apache Relay (Burning Heart Photography)

Ford’s hips were swaying with the music, hypnotising you further as the music drew you forward. A softer sound than the other two bands, I felt the last of the shivering cold from outside warming, as though I were sat before a homely hearth. Starting with a mellow sound, this grew in volume and intensity, demonstrating a range of musical comforts. Though I’d not heard much of their music before the gig, I found I was swaying quite naturally to the sound. It was instantly enjoyable, with my favourite track being the one which concluded the set.

Throughout, Ford was engaging with the audience. He introduced members of his band, announcing that it was drummer Steve Smith’s birthday. Leaning into the crowd, there was conversation which filled the short intervals between songs, complimenting the crowd and venue as he stated that it was an “honour to be playing this legendary venue … you’re beautiful Hull”. And the crowd responded well by shuffling even closer to the stage.

For a Thursday night, the Adelphi was packed – the few yards in front of the stage rammed with feet. Space was tight, making any dance moves minimal. But this is a testament to The New Adelphi Club, an iconic venue in the city.

The Weeks (Burning Heart Photography)
The Weeks (Burning Heart Photography)

Headlining band The Weeks took to the stage as everyone shuffled forward yet again. Between bands, people filtered from the front, only to eagerly return to their places. All the way from Jackson, Mississippi, they brought a very classic rock and roll sound.

Again, lead vocalist Cyle Barnes, demonstrated a variety of skills whereby the frontman becomes middleman between the musicians and their listeners. He was also complimentary, announcing at the start of their set that “we’ve been looking forward to this gig”, again calling the people of Hull beautiful (which, of course, we are). There was energy from all members of the band. Due to the increasing surge of the crowd, who seemed to find space which hadn’t been there during the previous acts, I was unable to see much of the stage. However, you could feel the energy flowing back over you, and every now and again Barnes’ would appear as he bounced across the stage. With no instrument, he displayed his enthusiasm for their music by moving around throughout the instrumentals, and leaning into the crowd when at the mic.

The audience didn’t need to be asked to clap along for this band, who are well established on the stage, taking control of the entire room through their natural rapture.

I was comfortable with the sound of all three bands. Though performing different styles of rock, they were equally engaging and enthusiastic. And it was through their demonstration of this that I found I was joining in with the movement of the crowd, whose own excitement seemed to grow with each set.

If you haven’t yet heard of US bands Apache Relay or The Weeks, then I definitely advise you do so. Both bands have music available at the usual outlets, including Soundcloud and Spotify.

Saturday 31st January – Frankie & The Heartstrings / LIFE / Vulgarians

(Paul Newbon photography)
(Paul Newbon photography)

A long day of drizzle, I had almost been tempted to let the weather put me off. Nothing could lift the spirits on a day in which even the sun hadn’t wanted to grace the skies. Still, LIFE were playing, and I had yet to see new Hull band Vulgarians perform. And, if that wasn’t tempting enough, I was rather excited about seeing Frankie & The Heartstrings on the penultimate night of their IVW Tour.

The Adelphi was comfortably busy. Surrounded by friendly faces, the clinking of glasses and rumble of chatter defied any doubt that it was going to be a good night was quickly dashed.

Ryan Wilson-Preen, Vulgarians (Paul Newbon photography)
Ryan Wilson-Preen, Vulgarians (Paul Newbon photography)

Vulgarians started the proceedings. Their sound is more metal than rock, with Ryan Wilson-Preen’s deep vocals and powerful instrumentals lead by Tom Morrell’s guitar. I appreciated that you could hear the lyrics, as recently it’s bugged me that live gigs focus more on making noise than allowing the audience to concentrate on the words. That said, it was the instrumentals which held me with Vulgarians. As charismatic as Wilson-Preen is, his voice cannot compete with the lead singers of the bands set to follow him on stage, making them stand out even more as something different. Though stood on the opposite side of the room from him, it was Morrell who had me engaged.

I’m glad Vulgarians are getting the chance to share their music with varied crowds, and as a new band they will have a lot to learn about their own sound and the way in which to work those crowds. Wilson-Preen was on the edge of the stage almost throughout the set, but there still seemed to be something holding him back from directly connecting with the audience. This will come over time, and it is clear this band has what it takes to leap to the next step.

Mez Green-Sanders, LIFE (Paul Newbon photography)
Mez Green-Sanders, LIFE (Paul Newbon photography)

Anyone who’s ever read any of my other reviews of LIFE, knows that I am entirely hypnotised by the band. I can listen to and enjoy pretty much any genre of music, but the sound I really love is exactly which is on their menu: an upbeat, catchy rock sound which encompasses the punk attitude, and blends in an intellectual reflection of popular culture.

Mick Sanders started things off with a few chords on his guitar, before they introduced us to one of their new tracks, ‘Yeah’. Their set consisted of their most popular tracks, as well of some of the newer ones – some entirely new to their fans’ ears – as a taster for the album which they assure us is on the way.

Mick 'The Blur' Sanders, LIFE (Paul Newbon photography)
Mick ‘The Blur’ Sanders, LIFE (Paul Newbon photography)

During ‘All Your Friends’, lead vocalist Mez Green-Sanders was out into the crowd, demonstrating his usual passion for engaging directly with their audience. So busy was the venue that he couldn’t get far, but this never stops him from giving his all to the performance. The energy they excrete from the stage is what’s always drawn me to them. And every set contains an element of chaos. I’ve seen many live sets where microphones have fallen apart or fallen over, but never have I seen one accidentally hurled at the cameraman.

With Frankie and The Heartstrings, it’s easy to see where Mez has learned some of his showmanship from – having supported Frankie & The Heartstrings with former band The Neat. Equally upbeat and energetic, front-man Frankie Francis takes the stage by storm.  He had the crowd so involved, that they became an additional instrument, clapping in time with the bass even without the need to be instructed.

Frankie & The Heartstrings (Paul Newbon photography)
Frankie & The Heartstrings (Paul Newbon photography)

The banter between band members was as joyful as that between band and audience. Drummer Dave Harper added hilarious jokes throughout the set, demonstrating his knowledge of the city when he asked who was heading to Spiders after the gig. Apparently he once had a ‘dalliance with a lady’ there. A courteous band, they thanked both the venue and supporting acts on more than one occasion; uplifting to hear such praise for our home-grown musicians.

Their songs are mostly upbeat, with such catchy tracks as their single ‘That Girl, That Scene’. The entire room was bouncing, and even though their final song ‘Fragile’ is a little more mellow, the room was a-buzz with discussion about where else to take the night – we were warmed up and, unable to stop the adrenalin from flooding our veins, we were ready for more of the same.

Frankie & The Heartstrings (Paul Newbon photography)
Frankie & The Heartstrings (Paul Newbon photography)

A fast-paced night of entertaining music where the only truly negative I could find was that it had to end so quickly.

Though with a performance that strong, whenever I listen to a song from their setlist, I am able to reignite the music with the visual. A week later, and I am still expecting the room to burst into a flaming chorus of “yep-yeah whoa!”

Reviews were originally written for Browse Magazine Hull.

Thanks to Louie Scott (Burning Heart Photography) and Paul Newbon for the photographs,and to Stewart Baxter for the Youtube clip.

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A Dinostar Experience

I do not have my own children. But I do have friends who have children, which means I am able to enjoy those half-term activities usually catering for parents and their offspring.

Dinostar exhibit
Child-friendly exhibits

One such activity is visiting Dinostar, a dinosaur museum situated at the end of Humber Street, in the marina area of Hull.

It’s the kind of place you walk past, contemplating what could possibly be inside. Dinosaurs, yes, but real or not? Is it suitable for me? Will it really be worth it? Well, I’m not sure I aim to answer these questions for you. You may read this and continue your contemplations when walking past to other venues in the area. You may just decide to give it a go.

We went as a large group – three mothers, one father, their children of various ages under 10, one grandmother and, well, me. A collection of personalities and requirements. Two of the children are autistic and can be difficult to handle if the social environment isn’t accommodating. The youngest is a toddler. The oldest is, well, me.

Don't let this guy put you off.
Don’t let this guy put you off.

So, we arrived at about 2pm, and our group quickly took over the quiet building. Clearly too many people were still contemplating. It cost £3 per adult and £1.50 for the children, and free for the baby. Initially, this seemed rather steep. The museum is rather small, with three main rooms – one downstairs and two upstairs. There was a stamp collecting activity for the children; while identifying the different dinosaurs around the museum they had to stamp an A5 piece of paper with each. A good activity for ensuring they look around the entire venue and also read some of the information pieces. But, as children don’t tend to read everything, we were worried that less than an hour of our school holiday would be costing us these three coins.

But, we were fooled by the small space.

Even the staircase was put to good use - an informative timeline (posters on the walls offered more info)
Even the staircase was put to good use – an informative timeline (posters on the walls offered more info)

Alongside the written information (clearly more for the adults to read) there were ‘Did You Know?’ fact trivia, sound buttons and smell boxes. A child may not remember that T.Rex lived near swamps because they read it from the wall, but they may remember that this particular artefact was near the box which smelt like boggy earth. A 3D experience without the glasses!

Stamp collection point & Smell box - 3D exploration.
Stamp collection point & Smell box – 3D exploration.

Upstairs, there were a range of activities for the children (and adults feeling a bit childish) to have a go at. The best were certainly the archaeological dig sites – one unveiling a dinosaur skeleton and one a footprint. Baby slept for much of the time there, and when she woke we had been concerned she wouldn’t have much to do. This proved more than sufficient! She loves playing with sand anyway, and did a good job at uncovering the claws of the dinosaur hidden beneath. With some help from the taller children, we were able to reveal it all. And one of the younger boys was quite happy just to let the sand flow between his fingers.

Dinosaur Dig - teamwork!
  Dinosaur Dig – teamwork!
A future archaeologist?
  A future archaeologist?
Revealing the treasure beneath
Revealing the treasure beneath

Add to this the drawing table, which also had stencils of different dinosaurs and their footprints and a section where you could use crayons to rub and reveal a dinosaur, and you had hours of entertainment. We adults gave up far too quickly, forgetting how simple activities can entertain and educate children. Plus, with multi-sensory activities, all of the requirements we went with were met.

Space for the little explorers to collate their findings
Space for the little explorers to collate their findings

We were there for just under two hours, and the children would probably have been happy to stay for longer. Our £3 were well spent, and that left change from a fiver for the gift shop (a Dinostar hat was on £1.50, so all-round good value).

We’d expected too little of this end-of-terrace converted house on the marina. It calls itself “a Dinosaur Experience” and this is exactly what we got. For very little cost considering – I’ve certainly paid a lot more for a lot less when it comes to keeping kids happy.

My friend proving that she is as tall as a Triceratops' leg.
My friend proving that she is as tall as a Triceratops’ leg.

So, next time you wander past and think it might be an idea, step inside.

They do only open Sundays outside of the school holidays. We were pleased to have arrived when it was quiet, especially with the specific needs of the children in our group, but it would not be an issue were it busier. I’d certainly advise it as part of a dinosaur-themes birthday party, as we could have spent hours in there with the children entertaining themselves and each other. In fact, the kids needed us so little that we were able to be a bit silly ourselves.

Details can be found on the website – http://www.dinostar.co.uk/

And you can always pop down to Thieving Harry’s for a pot of tea and a slice of cake afterwards. Well. We did anyway.

Thieving Harry's

A Valentines Playlist

I’m not often the soppy sort. I don’t often put kisses on the end of text messages, and I don’t often as much as sniffle at an on-screen break-up.

I don’t remember ever sitting at a candlelit table, adorned with rose petals and accompanied by a tall glass of fizz, staring into the eyes of my dearest. In fact, the last Valentine’s I remember being any different to the others, I had just finished with a boyfriend. He’d planned the most horrendous evening for us, and those plans had solidified my belief that we were too different, not made to fit together.

It is not that I am a bitter spinster. It is not that I do not enjoy romance. It’s simply not really my thing. Besides, the Six Nations are on, so I’ll probably be spending the weekend working the day around that event instead.

That said, I do have some favourite love songs. The song which reminds you of that wonderful feeling of being in love. That song which brings joy to your heart at a happy memory shared with a special person. Even that song which tears your soul to pieces, remembering the love that once was but is no longer. So, I’ve decided to share with you a little Valentines playlist – songs somewhat based on the theme of love.

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Wales, and more importantly, the Welsh voice has always been one of my great loves. Moving East was a difficult decision to make simply because I would lose that tie to the country, casting more and more miles between us. But, though my accent lacks any of the Welsh melody, I will always hold a place there in my heart. And so my first two selections come from the valleys.

There are two slow songs which will always get me on the dancefloor, swaying with anyone who I can drag up with me. One is “The Slipper Song” by Hull-band Streaming Lights. And the other – more widely played at discos – is “Autumn Leaves” by the legendary Tom Jones.

In his words: Boot-i-ful!

And next on the Welsh Love Section is Toy Horses with “Love At An Arm’s Length”. Just a lovely song, exploring the concept of love; perhaps even the most lovely break-up song, if you choose to read into that element of the lyrics. I can safely say that I do tend to keep love – not just romantic love – at an arm’s length. I make friends easily, but I have a choice selection of true best friends. I could name them only needing to raise one arm. And so this song reflects that aspect of me. I welcome people into my world, but rarely into my embrace.

Next, is a song about lust. I love Meat Loaf, and I do just love this song. The lyrics are pretty simple really, using the style of a baseball commentary for the naughty section where the guy tries to get his end in. But that’s what lust is: a simple explosion of hormones. I guess love isn’t much different: a surge of emotions triggered by a chemical reaction. So, this song is certainly suitable for a Valentine’s playlist.

I’ve fallen a little bit in love with Frankie & The Heartstrings. Having known a few of their songs, it wasn’t until I saw them live just over a week ago at Adelphi that I took that last leap into pure adoration. “Tender” has those lovely – well – tender moments, as well as fun upbeat sections where you can bounce around and be a bit silly. This is what love means to me – someone who can share those low ebbing emotions with you as well as those ecstatic moments of chaos and excitement. Love is someone who will be there for you when you’re feeling utterly rubbish as well as when everything is sunshine and roses.

And so I shall come to an end with a song which simply holds the emotions of love and joy in every chord, every syllable. I don’t have a Mr Right, or even a Mr Right Now. But I do have a soulmate in my best friend. And we have a song which shall always and forever be our song. Fall Out Boy‘s “This Ain’t A Scene, It’s An Arms Race”… or is that “Arse Face”…

I don’t think we ever sing the actual lyrics anymore.

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So, not a conventional Valentine’s playlist, but one which is every shade of love.

And not even the tiniest shade of grey.

Folk In Hull – a celebration of local music

Songs are poems put to music; music is a story with no need for words.

Folk in Hull was a tale told in nine chapters, taking the audience on a journey of the city and its music makers.

Our initial narrators were Lyn Acton and Martin ‘Mad Dog’ Jones, who kept the audience engaged with their humorous conversation and endless jokes, bridging that gap from the stage. It was in quick succession that each band took their part, mere minutes as they bounced from one side of the stage to the other.

Farino (Paul Newbon Photography)
Farino (Paul Newbon Photography)

Up first were guitar-yielding duo Farino, who released their debut album in 2008. Influenced by any music genre which includes the guitar, you could hear the Latin vibe in their opening track. As is often the case, we launched straight into the music, with a fast-paced instrumental to which you could easily picture dancers strutting around the room to. Showcasing all that you can do with the instrument, the audience was swiftly warmed up, energised by the sound and eager to hear more.

Crooked Weather (Paul Newbon Photography)
Crooked Weather (Paul Newbon Photography)

Describing themselves as earthy, unruly and original, Crooked Weather were next on the bill. It was difficult to place them into a genre, having a folk-rock look and with more of a blues sound, this five-piece introduced the art of storytelling into the night. Performing four songs, one of which lead vocalist Will Bladen described as “the folkiest thing you’ll hear all evening”, they pulled the audience in by the heartstrings.

Returning the focus back to the instruments were RPM (which stands for the first initials of each member: Rob, Paul and Mike). With roots in improvisation, they performed a block of consistent powerful sound; the drums and bass getting your feet tapping, while the saxophone made you sway.

Pearl's Cab Ride (Paul Newbon Photography)
Pearl’s Cab Ride (Paul Newbon Photography)

The last band before the short interval was Lyn Acton’s own Pearl’s Cab Ride, ending the segment with the funky soul of this large band, meant that everyone was eager for more.

The mood was set by the musicians, bouncing as they did from one stage to another, building up that kaleidoscope of sentiment.

The highlights for me were yet to come, and they did not disappoint.

Hillbilly Troupe, feat. Martin 'Mad Dog' Jones (Paul Newbon Photography)
Hillbilly Troupe, feat. Martin ‘Mad Dog’ Jones (Paul Newbon Photography)

Hillbilly Troupe were the fifth act on stage, instantly raising the roof of Hull Truck. Performing without Mick McGarry, Lloyd Dobbs and Mick Murphy took on lead vocals while Martin Jones joined the ensemble to play trumpet during ‘I Wish There Was No Prisons’, during which Dobbs mimicked picking his pocket.

Heron String Quartet (Paul Newbon Photography)
Heron String Quartet (Paul Newbon Photography)

Bringing the volume down, but leaving the energy high, the Heron String Quartet took over with. The back curtain now lit up like the night sky, they performed three classical collaborations, taking us on a wordless journey into the night, which including one which mixed ‘Beethoven’s Fifth’ with The Beach Boys’ ‘Surfin’ USA’.

Micky Fegz - Fire: The Unstoppable Force (Paul Newbon Photography)
Micky Fegz – Fire: The Unstoppable Force (Paul Newbon Photography)

Next up were dark grunge artists Fire: The Unstoppable Force. I’ve seen these guys a lot recently, and I’ve been saying they’re suited for a stage like this one. And, as their name suggests, the stage was unable to stop them; Alfie Steel did not instantly pick up his guitar, instead opening with a wolf call before taking the stairs in order to penetrate the audience. I’ve always said they are fantastic performers, and they proved this with every movement, reminding us that we were sat in a theatre and that music is more than just noise made by the instruments. Anyone who hadn’t seen them before were quickly enthralled, with members standing between songs as they applauded.

Fire: The Unstoppable Force (Paul Newbon Photography)
Fire: The Unstoppable Force (Paul Newbon Photography)

Wedging together two of my favourite bands, Tom Skelly and The Salty Beards took up their instruments next. Opening with ‘Morning Sun’, they started softly, easing us in while focusing our attention on Skelly’s luscious voice. Never failing to capture my heart, the world around them dissipated, fading to insignificance; those people who’d distracted me before as they stood to top up their drinks no longer there. The Salty Beards filling the space between songs with sound, you were kept hanging on, your heart beating in time with the music, which grew in ferocity.

Bud Sugar (Paul Newbon Photography)
Bud Sugar (Paul Newbon Photography)

Concluding the night, popular boys Bud Sugar were described by Lyn Acton as “one of the hits of the festivals last year”, and the calls from the crowd certainly back this up. Mixing rap, reggae and just about anything which takes their fancy, the audience clapped along as they played, casting the music around the entire room.

An amazing variety of talent, covering every genre of music and building the performance into the sound, Folk in Hull demonstrated exactly what makes this city strong. A tale which took many turns, saw many characters and ended with a happily ever after.

I wrote two reviews for this event – this one featured in Browse Magazine. You can read the other over on the Yorkshire Gig Guide.

All photography by the wonderful Paul Newbon.

Awayke Event – A 3D music experience

The average Saturday night might offer three bands. But this Saturday, down at the Adelphi, was certainly no average night out.

The back wall of the stage area, where usually you can read those names of previous visitors to the venue, was covered by a large white sheet. As I arrived, an image of moving liquid – not unlike that in a lava lamp – swirled across the fabric. It was serene and calming, especially with the room darker than I’d ever seen it before.

The Dyr Sister took to the stage first, with the backdrop of Zach Walker’s cymatic projections.  As she looped together vocals and various instruments, powder and liquid bounced in the background, creating a visual representation of the sound. At first, I wasn’t sure it was in time, but slowly realised that it was merely my brain not connecting sound and image together as one.

Swelling in size and filling the room, the audience had to move forward during the first song, shuffling tables and stools closer to the stage These eager participants were able to enjoy popular songs such as “The Devil Draws in Crayola” as well as her newest tracks, available on her Christmas EP, “Coventry Carol” and “Yule Cat”, about a spritely animal who’ll gobble you up if you don’t buy the children new garments for Christmas. Sadly, those stood further back were less interested in these strange and traditional tales, loudly discussing their own. It could so easily have put everyone off, but instead performers and audience members alike ignored anything which wasn’t on the bill.

The final song of her set, “The Siren” was perfectly matched with what appeared to be a visual display of water reacting to the bass beat.

Copenhagen
Copenhagen

For Copenhagen, there were no visuals. Instead, creating an auditory demonstration of thumping tunes. Copenhagen are not the most energetic of performers. This is usually something which puts me off a live band, but it fit well with the busy Adelphi and the focus from the musicians ensured that the music was of the highest quality. They performed seven songs, all of which had the audience enthused and actively – at the very least – tapping their feet.

Halfway through the set, lead singer Kurt Gurnell announced that they were “going to wind things up a bit”, and they certainly did. Not ones to tease, all four instruments were thrown back into life, quickly adding vocals to create their heavy rock sound; guitar lead but with a punchy bass beat from the drums.

Following Copenhagen, the stage was quickly transformed, with all instruments and much of the sound equipment stripped away. I’d never seen the Adelphi stage look so big, as James Orvis stood behind his mixing desk and Zach Walker pulled his apparatus forward. No longer masked behind the stack of speakers, people eagerly discussed the science behind his artwork.

Central to the stage, Alice (the other half of Paris XY) was framed by the visual projection. I saw now why it wouldn’t have worked as spectacularly for Copenhagen, as she cast a silhouette into the circle of light.

Alice - Paris XY
Alice – Paris XY

The experience of a Paris XY performance is difficult enough to explain: a tantalising mixture of electronic sounds with the haunting harmony of Alice’s voice and her entrancing movements on stage. So, add in that extra layer of visual stimulus, and the dimensions of your response are multiplied.

Whatever the sixth sense is, I think I felt it during their third track. Alice seemed almost entranced by their music, captivating the audience as she moves in her own liquid formation. In the background, lights bounced, flickering like spits of lava in oranges and deep blues, further emblazoned as the smoke machine sent a grey cloud rippling to the back of the room.

Zach Walker and his cymatic projection behind Paris XY
Zach Walker and his cymatic projection behind Paris XY

Dressed all in black, with the darkness of the room, and the focus of the lights on the projection, songs such as their new single ‘Wytching Hour’ became even more haunting, eerily beautiful and electrifying. At one point a green robotic figure appears behind the stage, seeming to dance with the ethereal spectre of Alice’s shadow. What were probably the simplest elements of the set-up were made to feel complex, while those which were more complicated seemed to work so simplistically. All together, the experience was, as promised, a feast for the senses. Use of less condense matter, liquids rather than solids, were used to capture the sound of the faster songs, rippling across the screen as the sound ripped into your soul, flowing through your veins.

With such a succession of sound, the ending seemed too sudden. Even Paul Jackson was screaming for more, and so they played for another several minutes until hands of the clock signalled the witching hour itself.