Search for scamps performed on Wednesday, 7th January 2009.
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Christopher May, guitar slinger for hire. Who? Chris Catalyst, that's who, erstwhile guitarist/bassist for The Sisters of Mercy, Anti Product, The Dead Pets, Ginger from The Wildhearts, amongst others.
First of all, I have to report that The Young Professionals are not playing tonight, because the singer has been on a sesh since last Thursday, so just 6 days.
Juliette & The Licks: Got Love To Kill
Perhaps one of my biggest regrets of this year's Leeds Festival was allowing myself to get swept along with the hype and be all eager-beaverish, arriving early at the Carling Stage on the Sunday to secure a 'good spot' for young scamps, Arctic Monkeys.
Southampton scamps Black Nielson swan onto the stage with all the demeanour of your average tramp plodding down the lane to the offie to buy a four pack of kestrel super strength.
Various Artists: Shock Rock: Wall Of Sound
New rave. Makes you want to look away doesn't it? New talent being pigeonholed into genre specific straight jackets, and all as a sorry excuse for the latest scene or fad to grow and take hold of our vulnerable teens.
A great concept for a night - no doubt. Let's drag some foreigners kicking and certainly screaming across those windy rain plagued hills separating the land and cram them into Leeds' "most intimate venue" to try and conquer a largely partisan audience, forced to miss the footie and demanding satisfaction.
Youthmovie Soundtrack Strategies @ Leeds Festival 2005
Quickly cast aside as quite frankly preposterous any mistaken apprehension that the hushed rumours and tales whispering their way around the Red and Yellow campsites on Saturday morning were of Maiden's amazingly iconic 'Number Of The Beast', Bloc Party's 'Pioneers', aftershow craziness, or even, god forbid you little scamps, the prospect of going to the Aftershock Bar later to more-than-hopefully (with all fingers, toes and, ahem, everything crossed) catch a glimpse of a naked girl in the jacuzzi (not that you could see anything though, I did make it my duty to do a little research).
It all sits a bit on knife-edge this one; I can't be the only one that feels it. The sweet, sweet taste of anticipation impregnates ever fibre of my body and, in empathy with a dog on heat, I pace round the Refec like a chained beast.