It's always tricky gauging your arrival at a venue when there are support bands you have zero interest in seeing. You don't want to get there a bit too late and miss the start of the band you actually want to see, and you have to allow for traffic (as we saw on the way home!)... and most of the time it's not too bad watching another band. But lately we've had a bit of a bad run seeing dull support bands, and with The Red Paintings surely we reached the bottom of a very deep barrel.
Oh where does one start....? Well the most obvious place would be with, what the fuck is that on his head! It was a warm April day, and it wasn't much cooler in the evening, he's on stage under lights with a furry hat on! And he wore it all night, he stood near us for Birthday Massacre and he was still wearing it.
And let's not forget the R2D2 rucksack... and the woman with the thing on her head being body painted...
There was also an audience member who was coaxed onto the stage to do a painting on the left hand side of stage, all of which pales into insignificance when you actually hear how shit this band actually are. Seriously... imagine a disjointed, art student, jazz-wank Nirvana and you are some way to imagining the hell that we endured for almost ten minutes before we gave up and stood in the foyer until it was over.
Thanks God for The Birthday Massacre then, who brought their own unique brand of weirdness all the way from Canada to entertain us. This was our second time seeing Chibi and co, and though the first time was in Leicester and thus more convenient, it was nice to see them playing to something approaching a crowd, instead of a handful of people like last time.
They started with Red Stars, followed a good chunk of the new album, chucking in a good selection of tracks from throughout their discography along the way, including Leaving Tonight, Pins and Needles, Always and In The Dark. The audience loved it, and hopefully it won't be another five years until they come back again.
The journey home was horrendous though, it took forever to get out of Birmingham which was like rush hour (underpasses were closed for maintenance) and then there was a bad accident on the M6, so we left about 11pm and got home at about 12:40am!









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