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Peeping at Gluecifer
I never do things on time. I do 20 things at the same time, and none of them get ready when they’re suppoed to. I am a slacker, reluctant, but a slacker indeed.
But these past weeks, I have been trying to do things a non-Lisa way, meaning; doing things on time, dressing a non-Lisa style, only using B/W film, trying to be nice and not sarcastic…and to stay away from the coffee. I can easily say; I shall never attempt this again. Less coffee and no outbursts of sarcasm, well, lets just say I have been aggro-Lisa for the last few weeks. So, to everybody that have been in contact with me in March; I am soo sorry!
But, some people deserve to get to see and hear aggro-Lisa. The firm who developed my pictures for this update for instance. They did a fine job, they developed a tri-x roll as it was a normal B/W roll, leaving it with no grain and no sharpness…
The pictures you see are of Gluecifer and the Peepshows.
Both bands played at Club El Curados big night at Mejeriet in late February. Or, we thought it was gonna be a big grande night, sold out and all. Except that it wasn’t sold out..they guestlist was huge and only 44 people paid to get in. A joke..and I ain’t gonna write that “stupid kids that don¥t go to clubs, they¥d rather pay 100$ to buy a rock ‘n’ roll outfit at Acne” as I usually do..but you know that is what I am thinking.
I am happy though to say that at the Eilert Pilarm, Elvis interpreter, at El Curado, the place was filled.
I never cared much for the Peepshows. This is a hot topic amongst my friends; The Peepshows. Either they love them or they wouldn’t buy their record for even a buck. I bought my Peepshows record for 2 bucks though, but that doesn’t make me a fan. I just wanted to be sure that I was right that they were nothing for me. And, they weren’t. Too me, their influences aren’t just influences. One record sounds like a cheap Turboneger-tribute, the other one like a cheap Hellacopters-tribute. I have both bands records and I’ve seen both bands, therefor I don¥t need no mediocre copyband.
But, I do have 2 friends who more than love the Peepshows, one even tried to get in the van with them and go with them on tour…so, I am leaving this open. Don’t take my word for that this band sucks. Rolle C-Men says they don’t and usually he is not totally of the court.
Live though, they weren’t funny bunnies. No action, just sauerkraut supreme, complaining that there weren’t any people and that we weren’t a wild enough for an audience. Well, if you don¥t rock onstage, then why should we?!
Gluecifer though…they know how to rock. Ok, they’ve been around the block a couple of times and they know what it’s all about.Their latest release “Tender is the savage” (White Jazz) is leaning more towards AC/DC than their earlier releases, but they manage to do it just fine.
Biff, the singer, is a funny caracter. He looks like he works at some farm in nothern Norway and on stage he’s a mix between Frank Sinatra and some old kung-fu hero, but not as graceful. Well, when you think of it, all five are funnycaracters, one is THE guitarhero of the band and he seems to have planed his moves carefully, the drummer is throwing drumsticks at, no, not to, AT the fans….
They mixed songs from all 3 (and 1/2) albums and I thought it was great. They seemed like they were having fun onstage, they had fun with the audience and we certainly had fun. Especially at the confused Adidas-rocker who kept yelling “Black Metal! Black Metal!”…
The encore was almost longer than the show and I think we all left the place quite satisfied.
The merchbooth was the next stop, as the club closed early and we were all thrown out into the cold. But, I have never seen such expensive merch except at a Kiss show. Ok that their merch was something special, a GirlyTankTop in pink with studs and a lot of longsleeved shirts with innovative logos…but no, a GirlyTank for the price of two records isn¥t worth it..
This week, I’ll be off to see the Hives and then the next week, Queers. But, right now I am going home to try out my new jacket.