Mongrel 5.10.08

So...Nik and I descended on some pub called the Boston Arms, similar to the boston matrix, just not as much interest in business. Had a few pints of cider, watched some football- had a go at doing what real lads do. it was alright. little did we know what was in store for us.

We shuffled next door to the 'Boston Music Room'. yep...and continued to mingle with mongrel fans who included...Lesley Ash (lips) boy from th Enemy (rat) thingy from Shameless (Lip) boy from Galsvegas (miserable) and of course...Drew (see attached photo).

So the night kicked off about 10.30pm with a lovely little boy band who didnt really have much to say for themselves other than playing el trumpeto (the trumpet). A collaboartion of various types of brass instruments set the flow for a great evening. The band, who were called, death ray protege (at least thats what i made out from Drew shoutin' in my ear 'ole) were amazing. no really, they were. A kind of mix between cuban and french noir film, very prowly, modern, extremely different and worth every second of my attention. the fact they wore Clash and A-Team t-shirts proved they were on trend in the fashion fronts, playing stuff that could have been the soundtrack to Dick Tracey, but werent to be missed. nice.

Following this, a set of around 6 people came one...all looking like they'd just met up in a local library or something, they didn't look like they belonged together at all (hence Mongrel), the expectation was that this wasn''t going to work. So started the beat of the drums, a shake of the tambourine, twang on the base and lashings of weird preachy rap. They loved it though, so the crowd did and what you thought had no way of working, actually did. it was interesting to say the least. Although this wasnt really my thing or something i could get over excited about, I could understand the hype. It's nothing i've heard live before. a complete mish mash of artists all churning out one neat package. Not a sound i'd argue with, just take it for what it is, definitely something I won't forget in a hurry.

Other things to add...

Banter with Drew- check

Weird northern white man, goes by the name of Reverend saying "wagwan blood blood"- check

Collaboration of MC's from "the audience" - check

beat boxer playing drums and trumpet at the same time- check

amongst other things this turned into a freestyling night. not something ive been to before, but something i enjoyed and would go back to. who would have ever imagined Drew playing guitar to some hyperactive girls mc-ing their way through a wednesday night.

untill tomorrow....