Symbolic Forest

Number two argument why I need to buy a digital camera: scanning photos really is the most boring job in the world.

I suddenly realised that although I meant to post about last Sunday’s Shimura Curves gig, in fact I ended up posting about strawberry beer instead. I should really have mentioned the band too, because they really were rather good. They’re rather hard to categorise, though: laptop electronica, dronerock guitar, but above it all some lovely polished girl-group harmonies. The chap who came on before them, singing along to the best 1980s Casio rhythms, wasn’t so great,* but we found ways to amuse ourselves during his set by standing in front of the ventilation fans and pretending we were on the Baywatch credits instead.

I tried to take photos of the band, but the lighting was truly awful. A complex mauve backdrop was projected over the whole stage and the band with it, turning natural-light photos into an abstract mass of blurred shapes. Still, here are the best I came out with. The order of the band photos reflects their on-stage positions. I hope none of them mind how bad the photos are; and I like the way Kate seems to have a halo.

* a couple of days later I was chatting to Anna from the Shimura Curves in a pub, and I mentioned that I’d been at the gig. “Oh, yes,” she said, “I remember standing in front of you during the first act, and listening to you slagging him off.”

Keyword noise: London, gigs, music, Shimura Curves