Electronic squiggles and bleeps lay the foundation for a rising drone before Lynch's pipes take centre stage with a traditional, and somewhat unexpectedly jaunty, melody. Nevertheless, the drone remains, at times emerging from the background like an air-raid siren...
The 100 Club
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London 1 December 2018 It’s Saturday night. It’s Oxford Street. It’s nearly Christmas. It’s fucking horrible, is what it is. And what a relief to get into The 100 Club which, while packed, is still somehow less claustrophobic than the street outside. And the reason it’s packed is because everyone’s hear to see The Heads, the elusive Bristolian psych-rock combo
London 16 March 2016 I had not been to the 100 Club in many years, so had forgotten what a strange space it is. The fact that the stage is put against a side wall so there is actually more standing space either side of than in front of it is kind of odd. But in the end none of this mattered as I was there to witness […]