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It was to be a rather calm, relaxing weekend. The only thing planned was a dinner on Friday evening. That happened. There were two, we headed to Scalini’s on Botanic Ave. I love that restaurant. The food is excellent.
There was only one other plan. To see Black Eye Friday at the Errigle bar.
But the night turned out to be much bigger than we had thought. The headline act was NI Soul Troop, led by Donal Scullion, there was a lot of energy in the room, with many people dancing and, the oddly mixed crowd for a local gig, really enjoying themselves. Of course I didn’t go straight home afterwards.
Only a few hours prior to sleeping I had no plans for Saturday, though of course this changed, and I found something to keep me from sitting in (and doing work).
Oppenheimer, not long back from touring with They Might Be Giants, the duo behind the awesome ‘Birdhouse in Your Soul‘ and ‘Particle Man‘, played not one but two shows on Saturday. The first, an all ages gig in which about 120 youngsters, many of whom knew not of their music, but from what I hear enjoyed the gig. The second show, was a packed 18+ gig - with many a local personage present to enjoy the beautiful sounds, electronic madness, and surround sound air horn solos.
Support came from Dublin based Neosupervital. I was looking forward to a cover of Van Halen’s Jump ever since they played the intro in sound-check, but alas they didn’t have time. Look out for it though, I’m sure it would sound great.
Also on support was We Are Knives, featuring a very angry Hornby on guitar and angry angry vocals, Steve on bass and Craig on drums. Which their bass-heavy sounds and technical picking, and angry expressions they have a presence on stage that’s not to be messed with.
After the fantasticness of Oppenheimer, who never disappoint, there was a party for a friend’s birthday. I attempted to play Beethoven’s Für Elise, of course quite badly. Someday I will learn to play it all again.
The weekend ended as well as it started, at my Granny’s house for a superb Sunday dinner. You can’t go wrong with Granny’s cooking - ever.
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