Sep 19 2008
Music, rain and comedy
On Monday evening I skipped off to Glasgow with Martin to see Sun Kil Moon, one of the side projects of US singer-songwriter Mark Kozelek. The gig was at a place called Stereo, which sounds like it might be a nightclub but turned out to be a vegan cafe with a stage in the basement, all situated at the far end of a damp side-street.
The music was proper melancholic Americana. All about unrequited love and dead boxers. The band made sure never to crack a smile during the whole performance, or to accidentally look like they were enjoying themselves.
Kozelek’s voice sounds just like it did on the records, though I’m not really sure how to describe it. A strange smooth, strained quality. It was really apparent on Monday night, though hard to describe. Brilliant show, anyway.
Tuesday night we got into another Nigella that had been hanging over us, though I haven’t got round to blogging it yet. Wednesday we went to The Stand Comedy Club. It was a charity fundraiser night for a cancer charity, but we went to see Emily (and Ella, Francis and some other people who I can’t name right now), who has just moved to Aberdeen.
Comedy was reasonable but not great. Last time we were at The Stand in Glasgow it was a weekend show but was even more variable in quality: the best was better but the worst was terrible. After the gig we went to the pub and I dropped Coke all over the table and my seat. And not even in an amusing Woody Allen way either, just the ordinary sugary fizzy liquid way.