The xx Somewhere across town this evening cheeky, chirpy Irish chappie Ronan Keating is getting ready to entertain a no doubt packed NIA with his tales of life being a bit like a rollercoaster. Actually I reckon (WARNING: Cheesy link ahead) life’s a bit more like tonight’s openers, who didn’t actually bother to announce who they were (I later discovered they were called Glasser).


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The Telescopes On the 40th anniversary of the original release of Black Sabbath’s debut album it’s a joy to find myself in a room above a pub in the centre of Birmingham just up the road from the site of the (not) infamous (enough) Henry’s Blues House. For 40 or so years ago, in a room not dissimilar to the one in which promoters The Sound of Confusion host monthly psychedelic gatherings, they key players in Sabbath, Zeppelin and Priest would be propping up the bar in a room above the Crown enjoying legendary acts of the time such as Dr Ross Harmonica Boss and Jimmy Fast Fingers Dawkins.


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The Raveonettes The Raveonettes are Danish, right? It gets pretty damn cold in Denmark, right? Well they should be right at home in Kings Heath tonight then. Yep, it’s cold enough to freeze mercury (and the rest of Queen) out there, but here in the Hairy Hounds a capacity crowd soon help to thaw out my extremities (it was touch and go for a moment though… if anyone finds a finger tip it’s probably mine… pop it in the post, it’ll be fine)...


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The Pains of Being Pure At Heart Nearly Christmas eh? Done all your shopping yet? Nope, me neither… that list just sits there taunting me like a retail version of Dorian Grey’s portrait…whatever the hell that means. Still, what better way to take my mind off it all than a nice bit of imported shoegazing from the US eh?


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The Twilight Sad Are you sitting comfortably? Right, then I’ll begin. Once upon a time in a magical kingdom far, far away (oh alright then, it was Birmingham) there was a rather fine band called The Allies. They had more than a touch of the Arctic Monkey’s about them (no bad thing), but one or two tracks hinted at a more unusual Celtic flavoured direction. For some reason they split up (‘musical differences’ no doubt). Now several of them (there seemed to be about 97 people in The Allies) have returned as part of a brand new five piece, Goodnight Lenin.


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