glow.like.berlin

OR: FRIENDLY FIRES, FINALLY

we are all excited and happy.

Saturday night found urs truly just returned from work, withered into a chair like a popped balloon, airless and distended and slack. BUT the knowledge of two presale tix to indie british popmakers Friendly Fires at Lido electrocuted me to my feet and wafted me all the way to U1 schlesisches tor, or was it the redbull.

once there it was quick dinner with friends, lil bit o wine, surprise lil mini rotkäppchen from my purse on the way to the club, at the door my waterbottle was taken bc doorkeepers are friends of dehydration. or thirsty themselves and not squeamish. what is the official rationale? do they just assume theres vodka in there? does any1 over 19 and under 49 ever carry vodka in waterbottles?

Lido is a great place to see a concert, wide, high-ceilinged, maximal acoustics minimal claustrophobia.

(bad lighting for photography tho)

there was no opener, friendly fires came on right around 10 on the dot.

on the earlier numbers, art garfunkel and some hacker provided backup horn sxn.

the bassist was a bore, later found out he is only a temporary band member for live shows.

guitarist, edd gibson, was focused and intense.precious.

drummer jack savidge appeared to be ensconced in a supercomputer.

and singer ed macfarlane writhed and jumped like a salmon being tazered.

i was only able to get pics after he settled down & started playing guitar, the others are too blurry to make out.

sometimes they switched instruments. a dustbuster came into play, among other things.

friendly fires play a tenacious, urgent sort of dancerock reminiscent of bloc party/franz ferdinand, but with a more generous splosh of disco in the mix.

everyone had fun.

the crowd tonight was lucky enough to hop&jump to the tune of a world premiere. but what was it called again?? hm

forgot my 3D glasses, unfortch. is that why the pics came out a little flat this time?

afterparty (our own little postgame, that is) was located across the street and down a ways at club der visionäre, what a great place to chill after being zapped through with music. great bunch of ppl hanging around on the dock, as always, tho pics thwarted by almost total darkness. wonder how many tipsyteeterers have flopped right over into the brownish waters over the years?