Tag Archives: 2015

Throwback To Thrashers with The Narrow at Aandklas

21 Dec

Do you remember Thrashers?
I do.

IMG_6658The first ever live performance that I watched was at Thrashers back in ’05. I remember that the skater girls made me nervous (I wasn’t very cool back then), while their jock boyfriends looked absolutely terrified to be there.

I remember the police raid, and the absolute panic that the jocks went into, realising that the skater girls they were ogling might just get them kicked off of the rugby team. I remember laughing myself into a stupor at the stoners rushing to get rid of any bankies that they may (or may not) have had with them.

Mostly, however, I remember the moment I heard The Narrow live for the first time. I remember being the shortest kid in the crowd in a stuffy little gig area, and trying my best to get to the front of the stage. I remember Hanu’s voice when he sang the first line of Lonely-Lonely.

IMG_6627Thursday 10 December, I got to relive that beautiful moment that solidified my love of South African Rock music. Aandklas Hatfield played host to The Narrow and The Barbosa Experience. As always, Aandklas did a fantastic job, ensuring that everyone was welcomed with a smile and that the venue did not burst at the seams.

We arrived earlyish, at 20:00, with Pedro Barbosa and the gang kicking off the Rock at 21:00. Pedro, whom I have the pleasure of having known for a couple of years, is by far one of the most entertaining frontmen that has IMG_6546ever graced a South African stage. Back in the day he was lead singer for a little-known band called Mrs. B. He has a way of entertaining everyone that sees him perform, even old Indian ladies at a very traditional Indian wedding (even though his lyrics are borderline perverse and his mannerisms on stage are somewhat provocative).

When The Narrow took to the stage, I was still outside having one of those DMC’s with my best mate that happen when you are newly single and he knows you have a penchant for making trouble when there is no-one keeping you reigned in, so I ended up being at the back of the gig area when we went inside for the show. This, however, was not an issue, as I did not need to fight my way to the bar for a drink.

IMG_6610The guys from The Narrow had total control over the stage, making it easy to still be the shortest guy in the crowd.  I had the momentary insanity of headbanging to Travellers and Lonely-Lonely again after ten years. My body isn’t what it used to be though, so the recovery took a little longer than it did after that first gig at Thrashers. And, as with that first gig, there were a couple of people that had taken their enjoyment of the evening a little too far.

Public Service Announcement: Do not take in anything other than alcohol, in decent amounts, or cigarettes when going out in public. Stay safe kids.

IMG_6673Now this is where the honourable mention to Hanu De Jong comes in. After being lovingly embraced by a girl who may have had a little bit of difficulty standing on her own, he did not (as many acts might have done) end the show or throw a hissy fit. He ensured that she was okay, making sure that she got off of the stage safely (with some help from Baas de Beer, who seems to magically appear wherever he is needed) without falling and getting hurt. I believe that the girl is okay, she may just have had to nurse a hangover from hell.

So all in all, my nostalgic trip down memory lane with the soundtrack supplied by one of my favourite South African acts was one for the books. I got to relive my glory days, realising that I will never again have the energy of a 15-year-old, and having another unforgettable evening with some of my best friends at one of my favourite places.


Post by Michael King, who occasionally finds time to write stuff in between being pretty and rocking the marketing world.

All photos courtesy of Henno Kruger Photography. Also check out his awesome blog, Running Wolf’s Rant

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All people are idiots…

1 Sep
“All people are idiots, until they prove themselves not to be”Baas de Beer
 
durakYou will hear me repeat this phrase, quite often.
If you need any proof, simply take a look at any medium-and-up size event on Facebook.
I just did.
 
Details are on the event itself, as well as in the description, and on the graphics (event header & poster)
About 75% of the comments are questions relating to date, time, venue… seriously, you lazy bastards, read.
I take that back, it’s not that you’re lazy. You physically had to open the event, and scroll past the details to ask about the details. You are just plain stupid.
FFS.
 
Stupid-Progressive-IdiotsI can still understand that if the event was set up by an idiot, one of these details might be missing. However, this specific event was set up perfectly. Everything was where it should be.
There are millions of other reasons why it is obvious that humanity’s demise will be stupidity, just open your eyes and look around you. What do you see? Tell me…
 
So what’s the moral of this story?
Prove yourself to not be an idiot. Don’t do it for me, or for anyone else. But do it for yourself.
THINK before you speak. The all too uncommon common sense is your friend.
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Dear Cape Town, do yourself a favour…

21 Aug

Hi Cape Town

Firstly, let me apologise for not visiting more. I do still love you, it’s just that I am busy and well, you know… Trust me, it’s not you, it’s me. I promise to visit as soon as I can.

In the meantime, I have some good news for you!

When in Cape Town… Take pictures 🙂

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A few weeks ago, I attended Blood Brothers up here in the Corrupted States of Gauteng. Man, what an awesome experience. Seriously, if I tell you that it was one of the most amazing, most magical musical experiences I have ever had, I would not be exaggerating. Everything was awesome. From the tequila we had on the bus going to the show, straight through to the reminiscence on the way home. The exquisite selection of world class musicians was complimented by a professionally managed event that looked great. The stage was not just a functional platform, built for the upliftment of the featured entertainment. It was PART of the show. It moved, it grooved and it looked damn sexy.

Blood BrothersThe songs. Oh, the songs my dear Cape Town… You have no idea how awesome the songs were. Reading the set-list will only serve to let you know what songs were played. Nothing, however, can prepare a mere mortal for the audio-visual brilliance that is Blood Brothers.

After the show I had 3 wishes:

  1. My bed. I was broken. Was it the headbanging? The copious amounts of Jose Cuervo’s golden goodness? The sheer emotional exhaustion after beign taken on a musical journey so profound, that even now I can’t explain it? Well, yes. Also, I was tired.
  2. I wished to see the show again. Sadly, this does not seem to be possible, for me at least. So, moving along swiftly…
  3. I really wished that more people could see the show. And guess what… my wish came true! YOU can see it, right there in the town with the flat mountain on the 23rd of September 2015. You lucky bastards…

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So my dear Cape Town, do yourself a favour, and make sure you send all your citizens to watch this life changing show…

Aweh

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