When it comes to music, live performances are arguably one the greatest ways to listen to music. Tours, Festivals, Busking, whatever the weather you can always guarantee that the music fans will pull through and support new emerging talent. Over the past 12 months we’ve been lucky enough to attend some of the summer-weekend festivals, the inner-city gems and even catch bands up and down the country at some of the best venues that the UK has to offer.
I could only put my finger on a few stand out performances that literally make the very few pubescent hairs that I have stand up on my body. One in particular being an evening of legendary proportions in the form of the UK’s most popular punk duo.
I’m talking about SLAVES at The Horn god dammit. Here are my reasons:
Venue
It’s no secret that I love The Horn. It’s practically home away from home. The foods nice, I know the people who work there, I used to work there, yadda yadda yadda. But there’s something about The Horn that makes its so very special. Everyone that has ever become SOMEONE has passed through The Horn. Enter Shikari drink there, Bastille played there, Kim Wilde worked behind the bar. Paul Young plays there sometimes. The Gallows held their album launch there. It’s completely enriched with icons of all areas of music.
Performance
The crowd was treated to a double bill of some unbelievable music. Supporting SLAVES were Estrons who have recently released their first EP, a Monstrous four piece with powerful female lead vocals and an incredibly larger than life punk sound that echoed through the city of St Albans. They instantly gained 175 fans after finishing their set. After that, Laurie and Vincent strolled out beady eyed and played a phenomenal set which turned the entire 175 capacity venue into animals. When are you ever going to have the opportunity to see Slaves in such an intimate environment at the peak of their careers? It was a once in a lifetime opportunity. Gigs like that don’t come around often.
Crowd
I ended up meeting a couple of cool dudes at the gig. Everyone instantly became mates with each other. The brotherly love was real. It was like being in a room with a bunch of teenage girls about to meet Justin Bieber. We were just so gassed! For that reason, even the moshing (which I don’t usually get involved in) was civil and exciting. Nobody was out to hurt the person next to them. We just wanted to have the best time possible!