Sunday 1 March 2009

Leeds Cockpit, 26th Feb 09

I think we pretty much defined the term "amazing night" tonight. We played in the Cockpit 2 room upstairs with Sketches, Little Death and the mighty Titus Andronicus.

Our mate Camron at Two Ducks Disco made this pretty sweet poster for the gig.









However, in the main room of the Cockpit just happened to be two of our most favourite bands EVER playing; The Bronx and Fucked Up, both of whom absolutely kill things to death on a daily basis.
We were told the gig was sold out with a huge guestlist and there was no way we could watch them, despite playing in the next room to them.



















So Harry and I, just walked on stage with Fucked Up and watched the whole thing from 4ft away at the side of the stage. They were fast as hell and Pink eyes got his moobs out as expected and spent most of the time in the crowd teaching everyone how to beg for
forgiveness.















After we were done watching Fucked Up, we went straight upstairs and played our gig, to a pretty packed crowd. If you havent been to Cockpit 2, its in a railway arch but it looks like a bomb shelter and makes things sound loud as hell. We were even lounder than usual, which i was starting to think was impossible, but apparently not. Harry puked everywhere on the last song which was pretty foul, but hey, rock and roll!!








This was Sketches who played before us, the room is crazy, but these guys had a pretty epic sound and are from Leeds so you should check them out.



We finished our set and I ran back round the main stage and watched The Bronx from 4ft away again. It was the coolest thing ever to stand next to my favourite band in the world and watch them play to a room full of people going ape shit for them. This is the 6th time I have seen them and they get constantly more and more intense eveytime. I remember the first time I saw them support The Distillers years ago at Manchester Academy and Matt was just reading passages out of the Bible between songs and the dumb fucking audience were just shouting for Brody Armstrong to come on! Dicks.

You should check out their Mariarche band, its like traditional Mexican music, El Bronx be the name of that project.


After taking a few photos, none of which were any good as it was so sweaty on stage my lenses kept on steaming, I got involved in some jump-off-a-speaker-and-kick-some-new-era-wearing-scene-kid-in-the-head action. I watched the set come to an end from within the pit of melted faces and ran upstairs to catch the last three songs of Titus Andronicus' set, who just signed to XL Recordings. They were really rad and were really cool guys, they will come back around again for sure!


All in all the night kick started a awesome weekend for us and was topped off by a girl handing
me this fucking nugget of gold!!!

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