October 2012 will go down as a good one in my books – 7 gigs in the month is not bad going. There was a fair bit of variety in venues, musical genres and audience but that’s a testament to the Glasgow and the steadily improving Edinburgh music scenes. This blog focuses on the stand-out of the lot:
After a few texts with @seanbotha about the various gigs, he asked if I was going to see Django Django later in the month. I hadn’t heard of them – but a quick check with my wife and she said that she liked them, however there was an unintentional caveat laced in to the commendation: ‘they’re on Radio 1 quite a bit’ (popular music drive-time shows do not generally fit with my own tastes…). I gave them a courtesy listen on YouTube and thought I’d leave the gig to circumstance.
It’s a danger of YouTube that it is all too easy to stick a track on for 30seconds and to let that be that…tried it, sounded ok but nothing special… I have always been a fan of the old FOPP policy of ‘suck it and see’ – actually buy an album and if you don’t like it then you could return it. Having handed over hard cash for a physical item, you felt compelled to at least give the whole album a couple of listens before making any sort of judgement (many of my favourite albums haven’t done much for me on my first listen so this is one of the reasons I still buy CDs rather than lose new albums in my dearth of mp3s).
When the day came along, Sean was still up for it and I had a pretty free evening lined up so we decided to head along – a social catch-up really. We walked in just as Django Django came on stage, entering into an absolutely packed ABC venue with an audience clearly full of energy and anticipation. It only took seconds of the live show for me to realise that I’d stepped into something special.
I have always been a music fanatic but for a long time I was confused by the term ‘raw’ being as an endorsement for a band. If it hadn’t struck me before, then this was the moment when the term made sense: the vocals weren’t note perfect but somehow the harmonies were; the production wasn’t particularly complex but it flowed seamlessly and the swarm of sounds merged together to form an energy that had me grooving for the duration of the set.
It is nights like this that have me convinced that Glasgow is one of the finest cities in the world to live. It is small enough for everything to be convenient but big enough to pull in artists from near and far, it is full of so much creativity that there’s never a shortage of entertainment options.
Safe to say I now own their album and the next time Django Django are in town I’ll not be leaving my attendance to chance.