I am quite excited about a play going on in London – Mojo.
First it’s about rock in the 50´s in London. Also, it stars Ben Whisshaw who caught my attention in Cloud atlas and then again in The Hour.
The cast counts with Ruppert Grint – debuting on stage – and Colin Morgan who I love from Merlin.
Any of you seen it?
Me: Hey Max, any news about your family?
Max: They’re ok. Signall is not very strong but my father got to send me an e-mail. Everyone is fine. I am very blessed.Truly, one thing is hearing it on the news or reading about it in the papers. Another thing is having friends who are here in London whereas their families are strandled in th Philippines right now. If there’s any way you can help, every little bit counts.
At last 14th of November arrived. I had just worked a night shift and 3pm was as foggy for me as a 6am would be on any other day. But hey, I had a concert to go to and nothing was going to stop me.
I finally got to see The National live. And boy, what a concert it was. It’s one thing to see the Youtube videos, but being there was incredible. First of all, it is one of those bands that never, but ever, leaves my playlists on my phone. It somehow speaks to me on a crowded train ride home after a 12hour shift.
Before The National stepped the stage This is Kit warmed us up with their soothing banjos and music. I had never heard anything by them before, but I have already some tracks on Spotify in line to listen. They were a calm and relaxing band with beautiful sounds. There was even some whisteling in some songs.
As for The National, they started with Don’t Swallow The Cap from the new album and from there they gave 20 something more songs from the previous albums. Matt gave a stunning performance on Squalor Victoria and I Need My Girl was dedicated to his wife as it was her birthday (‘Someone call her and tell her I did this‘ – he joked). Sorrow, Graceless and England were just beautiful and the guitars and piano were spot on! They had a quartet with them to help them in anthems like Fake Empire – which closed the set.
Encore started with Exile Vilify followed by a blasting Mr November. I was actually trying to call a friend at this point – being one of his favourite songs by them – when my roommate suddenly grabs me as Matt jumps to the middle of the audience and he was literally in front of me surrounded by eager people trying to touch him. I got to hold his hand and, my friends, I was shaking. Eventually he made it back to the stage where the strings for Terrible Love were already sounding. Ah…. how I love that song. If I had thought that had been a magical moment I wasn’t prepared for what followed. They ditched the microphones and started singing Vanderlyle Crybaby Geeks. At this point you can only hear the guitars and the audience singing their hearts out echoing throughout the whole Alexandra Palace. I had shivers the whole time. I didn’t even had words to describe it afterwards and even now all I can think is: what a moment it must be for a band to hear their fans singing like they were singing one of their songs last night…..
I can almost forgive them for not playing About Today – one of my favourites.
They can come again, I will go again.
- Review: The National (echoticmusic.wordpress.com)
- The National, Alexandra Palace – music review (standard.co.uk)
- The National (howtomakeahuman.wordpress.com)
At the Southbank Centre, on the shores of the Thames, is currently going on the World Press Photo 2013 exhibition.
Every year, after the contest, the winning photos go on Tour around the world to show us the world through photographs.
From daily life shots to life in Syria to animals, there is a bit for everyone.
My favourite piece was the Mariella one, where the photographer followed his wife, since discovering she had alzheimers and taking pictures of her daily life. I found it beautful. But then again, I am a sucker for black and white pictures. There are some astonishing photos from the life in Brazil as well. The most controversial are, of course the ones presenting the on going war in Syria. At least for me, who still just want to fly there and hit both parts senseless and tell them to stop.
I reccommend you to go there. First of all, Southbank is always good for a stroll. A little culture on top doesn’t hurt anyone as well.
For more information visit: www.worldpressphoto.org/awards/2013
Can you believe we are mid-November already?
Seems like the other day I was still wearing cardigans to work and now I don’t even question myself about adding an umbrella to my bag.
Winter is upon us. Halloween came and went, candy is long eaten. Diets to accommodate the extra food at Christmas have begun. Rain is a given and heaters are all on. This was the quickest Autumn ever. I should tell, I live in a greener area of London and there I was commenting how the leaves were turning red and suddenly, they’re all on the floor like dead witnesses of the glorious Summer we had. The Stark family was right; Winter definetly came. And at this rate, snow should follow quite quickly this year (maybe a white Christmas finally?).
So what happened these months here in London? Well, the World Travel Market was here. My old portuguese bosses were here visiting the city and trying to put Porto on the touristic map. London Restaurant Festival animated the streets throughout the city, London Cocktail week was definetly fun. Was anyone there? I was working, but I had a group sponsored by Beefeater styaing at the Hotel for this. They were always merry.
The Bloomsbury Festival also happened. They had loads of free events in the city. I ran into them close to Knighstbridge. I didn’t know exactly what was going on until I came home and decided to research. Now I feel sorry I just stumbled upon them and didn’t enjoy much – guess that’s what happens when you are rushing a bunch of people don’t let you through because they’re dancing to tribal beats.
The London International Animation Festival was displayed at the Barbican. Another thing I missed….
This post is depressing me now. But I guess that’s the thing about this city. There is always something happening and you can’t possibly be involved with everything. That’s what is so great about London. You might miss some events,, but you always end up stumbling into something and enjoying. Even if it’s all about naked people riding bikes.
As for me… I try to keep pace with it. Good thing is, we can always afford to miss something. There is always something new just around the corner 🙂