When Morgan said Bloc Party Manchester 3 December it seemed conveniently the day after the 2 December and the YAMSEN:SpeciallyMusic Leeds Town Hall Concert.
And so I found myself on the train to Picadilly, and then, having unloaded the detritus of bags, en route for Manchester Albert Hall with the (not so) Little One. And this was a proper venue for any rock band let alone and especially an alternative edgy affair such as the Bloc.
|not listening to S|
The support act was obviously designed to make Bloc Party look good. This was not necessary, and really it was a half-hour endurance test. The barman had said to Morgan, Steve was loud, and so she was- she was loud, and lacked talent, charisma and and any sort of attempt of audience rapport. I saw this as an opportunity to drink more beer and check out audience behaviour, and the glorious window frames .
At last Kele and the Gang appeared, all lights and no spotlights, new bass player and drummer. I had absolutely loved Matt, but Louise stepped up beautifully. I had last time seen them at the GMEX Manchester, cold and impersonal. The Albert Hall Manchester was so much better. BP mostly played new stuff and it was good, but the old stuff was just lovely.
For the encore the spotlights were less prominent and you got them all in view [but blurred in the picture below].
Walked home through the roadworks that was and is New Manchester. We bought some merchandise, mugs and bobble hat, called at the supermarket for crackers and porridge and headed back to Asia House, wherein to round off the night with tunes from Bombay Bicycle Club and more BP.
|the morning after|
|Let deface architecture with advertising|