Author: Marcus Jamieson-Pond

Nick Heyward – Bantersaurus Rex (photo essay)

Nick Heyward – Bantersaurus Rex (photo essay)

You may remember Nick Heyward as the front man of Haircut 100, a young man with a big old guitar under his arm and a cheeky smile on his face. Most people will have a soft spot for Nick, who was a peer of the likes of Teardrop Explodes, ABC, and Orange Juice – crucial listening for 1980’s students. On 19th […]

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Fleshtones at Nambucca, London , 8 July 2017 (photo-essay)

Fleshtones at Nambucca, London , 8 July 2017 (photo-essay)

Paul from Dirty Water Records looks at me with his piercing blue eyes and warns me that tonight is going to be loud. Nambucca is a half neon-lit bar/half venue a long stone’s throw from Arsenal’s football ground in North London. It is adorned with Jack Daniels and Budweiser logos and has a gallery of earlier star studded gig photos […]

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Community Festival, London – Part 2 (photo essay)

Community Festival, London – Part 2 (photo essay)

So you’ve seen who played at the Community Festival’s N4 stage in our previous entry. Here’s a flavour of what went on in front of a very packed Main Stage. Red Faces     Four lively looking lads from Sheffield playing in front of a massive band banner as the opener for the main stage. Kicking songs that appeal to […]

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Community Festival, London – Part 1 (photo essay)

Community Festival, London – Part 1 (photo essay)

The Community Festival is a new, one-day event squeezed into the now packed UK festival calendar. Held in Finsbury Park in London, the day brought together some of the best established and new indie bands – and all for less than half of the price of an Adele ticket. Our lensman, Marcus Jamieson-Pond, spent the day running between the two […]

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Community Festival, London (preview)

Community Festival, London (preview)

Community Festival | Finsbury Park, London | 1 July 2017 We’re really pleased to be heading out to the Community Festival on Saturday. Unlike the massive events that pepper the diary of UK gig-goers over the summer (Glastonbury, Leeds, Reading, Isle of Wight, Bestival, etc.), the Community Festival is unashamedly low-key. The whole event spans an afternoon and an evening […]

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John Hassall and the April Rainers

Absent Kelly Presents…John Hassall & the April Rainers (photo-essay)

When I think of The Libertines, I think of two half cut blokes strumming guitars and stumbling about the stage in some shambling bromance. If you had asked me the names of the band members, I would have struggled other than to offer you Mr Barat and Mr Doherty.  John Hassall was/is the bass player in that apparently earth breaking garage […]

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!!! (Chk Chk Chk) – The Oval Space, London (photo essay)

!!! (Chk Chk Chk) – The Oval Space, London (photo essay)

Before I start, I have to confess to being a bit of a fan of !!! (Chk Chk Chk). They are one of those bands that gets everyone in the room moving. I last moved to their groove in London’s trendy Hoxton – in a converted Victorian warehouse full of beards, checkered shirts, and jeans that were turned up to […]

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The Darts – Finsbury Pub, London (photo essay)

The Darts – Finsbury Pub, London (photo essay)

The Darts made a rare appearance in London on 24 May at the small Finsbury Pub venue in North London – the perfect place to warm up for a European tour. On this night, they were supported by The Priscillas and Suicide Generation, who are both on London’s Dirty Water Records, who’s motto is the appropriate “Taking Music Backwards into Tomorrow”. […]

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Up River – Bleach, Brighton (photo essay)

Up River – Bleach, Brighton (photo essay)

Up River can not be compared to anything I’ve heard before, as I don’t think I’ve ever been exposed to the raw power that they gave us during a short set on Saturday. Their performance was part of a Holy Roar Records showcase in their home town of Brighton. The band recently completed another European tour, where their brand of hardcore […]

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Showcase at 229, London

Absent Kelly presents….229 The Venue, London. 5 May 2017 (photo essay)

Five diverse bands, loosely connected by a rock/indie style, were brought to the 229 Club by music promoter Absent Kelly. These sorts of nights give exposure to grafters looking to get that big break – small venue, small crowd, large ambition. Bradley Donaldson Opening the night was Bradley Donaldson, a singer with an acoustic guitar. Songs were angsty and generally […]

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Garage Flowers

End of the Trail Records….live music at the Fiddler’s Elbow, London. 3 May 2017 (photo essay)

There seemed to be a lot of middle-aged women wearing leather trousers on the tube up to Chalk Farm in North London. On exiting the station, a tout asked me if I wanted to buy a Blondie ticket. Ah, of course, Blondie were playing at the Roundhouse – a legendary venue nearby. I walked past the long queue of peroxide blondes […]

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Centre Excuse

Four-band showcase at Cargo, London – 27 April 2017 (photo essay)

Cargo is one of those trendy nightclubs housed in a Victorian, red brick, railway arch, in the now gentrified East End of London. In years gone by, it would have housed broken down trains, but now it boasts a stuffed lioness above the bar. Tonight, it welcomed a four-band showcase as part of the regular Upsurge event. Nadia Sheikh The […]

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Kagoule

Kagoule – The Scala, Kings Cross, London 26 April 2017 (photo essay)

An overexcited female fan shouts over my shoulder, “Are you a lesbian?”, as Lucy Hatter of Kagoule appears from the dressing room, a full bottle of Becks in each hand. I’m assuming that question is directed at the stage and not at me or Paul, my colleague from The Revue, who is sitting next to me in the photographers’ pit. […]

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Spizz Energi – Black Heart, Camden, London 11 April 2017 (photo essay)

Spizz Energi – Black Heart, Camden, London 11 April 2017 (photo essay)

I’m upstairs waiting in the tiny sweaty venue that is the Black Heart.  A hand is placed on my shoulder.  I turn to see Phil Ross, guitarist, looking at me, eye makeup already smeared down his face. “How come you’re not headlining tonight?”, I ask him, but he just points to his ears, which are stuffed with heavy duty ear […]

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