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Date for your diaries

April 2nd, Jason Webley is playing South London Pacific. If you get there before 9, it will only cost you a fiver to get in, for an evening of cocktails and cabaret.

Jason, as you’ve all heard me say before, is really very very good. Sufficiently good in fact, that if you turn up before nine, and really seriously don’t enjoy your night out, I will refund your money personally, I am that sure you’ll enjoy it. No-one, no-one I know that has seen him has thought him anything less that bloody good fun, and over half the people I’ve dragged to see him have bought his albums.

London has historically not been good for Jason, gig wise – bad venues, tiny crowds, last minute cancellations, etc. I (and I’m sure, he) would really like to change that. He’s playing a reasonably central venue, and I would really like to try and fill the place.

Jason’s act is a klezma-punk cabaret. If you like Kurt Weil, The Dresden Dolls, Tom Waits, Gogol Bordello, or just bloody good, different, live acts then I’m sure he’ll blow you away.

And since I’m offering to refund your money if you don’t enjoy your night out, the very least you’ll get is a chance to drink cocktails in a tiki lounge. When was the last time you did that, eh?

So, if you’re in London, help me help a mate out and turn up on the 2nd of April. You’ll have fun. I promise.

Speaking of gigging

The unfeasibly lordly and betimes oft-mentioned…

I’m sorry, I appear to have fallen down a linguistic hole of some kind. I’ll start again.

You’ve all heard me go on about Flipron from time to time, or possibly more often than that. Well, good news! They’re playing in London, not once, but twice this month – The Notting Hill Arts Club on the 12th of March (which I can’t make), and The Watershed in Wimbledon on the 16th, (which I can and will). I endorse this product and/or service, and recommend you go to see them. They will sing you songs about old people, two-headed dogs and sentient cars, with a sense of end-of-the-pier menace that you will enjoy.

In less concrete news: The even more fantastically fucking marvellous Jason Webley will be playing in Guildford on the 30th of March, although I don’t know where exactly yet. I know it’s out of town and a weeknight, but if you can possibly drag yourself there (it’s not hard to get there from the centre of town, anyway), then I really, really recommend you go. I will, and if you go, and do not enjoy it, I will personally refund your entry fee. If you like mentalist cabaret, Tom Waits, Firewater, The Dresden Dolls, drinking songs, pirates of any kind or are really just alive in any meaningful way, then I think you will like his show.

Yet more Moore

Thanks to zoo_music_girl pointing it out to me, I’ll be at Alan Moore’s talk on March 25th forming part of Tate Britain’s Gothic Nightmares season. (The more observant amongst you might also notice that that’s my birthday, so yes, I shall be off to a pub thereafter, I’m sure.) I have no idea what to expect, since it’s actaully taking place as a tour of the exhibition, but I’m sure it’ll prove fascinating.

Anyone else care to book a ticket and join me?

Gig warnings:

I’m not seeing Nick Cave this week, so to cheer myself up, I have been buying tickets:

autosmile, alexdecampi, papamoomin: Tickets are booked for Flogging Molly at the Astoria on the 2nd of November. I’m pretty sure you all said “yes, sort me out with a ticket”, didn’t you? Turns out it’s some kind of big tour thing with a bunch of other bands – headline are a bunch of scandinavian pop-punks that sound like they’ll be a laugh.

I’ve also booked myself a ticket for The Alabama 3, also at the Astoria, on the 11th of October. Anyone who was thinking about going last time, but didn’t get around to it: you should come this time, because the live show is cracking.

And, so’s I don’t forget, I’ve also got Garbage at the Hammersmith Apollo on the 17th of October.

Now all I have to do is wangle photography passes to any/all of the above. Wish me luck. :)