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Oh yeah, The Legend! + The Deadnotes played last night too.

One of my music blog class wrote about it. Um. Now I'm blushing.

Recorded sound does this man no favours, none at all.  Listening to him is all about the here and now.  His depth and intensity immerse you somewhere within him and allow you ever so briskly to sample his core.  Understand him, you will not, but touch and wade through the spongy tissue which holds a lifetime worth of “real” living, you can.


I especially like the part where she refers to The Deadnotes as "seemingly intelligent". (To provide fair balance, I should also report that following our set I was introduced to a punter who was livid that I'd got up on stage and spoiled the Deadnotes' music. She wasn't impressed by my non-academic qualifications either.)