Fetch the peppermint tea, whichever time-monster is gobbling up 2015 is going to have terrible indigestion. The ferocious speed with which he is jamming week after week into his godless gaping maw is terrifying. A quarter of the year has gone. Kaput. See you later. I’m still hungover from New Year – and now I read that Easter has passed?
Time hasn’t gone this fast since that year when Christmas seemed to appear twice in as many breaths. I was eight years old or something equally annoying. I’ve chalked it up to being abducted by a celestial entity, at which point I was monitored for 360 days and then memory-erased. This episode is probably when I became programmed to develop all the personality defects that make me so ceaselessly attractive to the opposite sex.
With time moving at warp speed, sage planning is advisable. Behold, your local music news.
Firstly, if you’re a local band or artist, the nice people behind First Fridays at St Anne’s want to hear from you. Literally and figuratively. Friday 1st May is a clarion call for North Devon’s musicians to assemble en masse and roadtest new material within the gothic confines of Barnstaple’s ancient chantry chapel. If you’re into it, email Dion Sears at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Elsewhere, well, Frithelstock to be precise, The Verbals play at The Clinton Arms from 9pm next Friday (17th April). Just don’t be expecting the angular riffs and brooding Gang Of Four-esque post-punk that has come to define the raucous trio. This is a rare acoustic set. Entry is free, so button your excuses and go and grab yourself a Bloody Mary while The Verbals tickle your aural canal.
Finally a reminder that next Saturday (18th April) is The Dead Betas EP Lauch Party at The Palladium in Bideford. It’s the Torrington electro-punkers final gig before they tour the UK with The Birthday Massacre and The Red Paintings, so expect The Dead Betas to be at no less than their breakneck, brow-furrowing best. Support on the night comes from Barnstaple’s Chapters Of Eden and Last One Out who come from a place called Plymouth, wherever that is. Doors 8.30pm, entry £3.
Leave now. There isn’t much time.
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