"My hopes rise and fall"

It took us 6 months to finally get here, (and that doesn't include the time waiting for the first one after we'd bought the tickets) but last night was finally LA ROUX at the Academy!
Monday night is not normally conducive to festivities of any kind, let alone an hours drive out of the city, in rush-hour traffic (and an accident - not us, someone else) but it turned out to be a very nice evening.
Myself and the wife (to be) rocked up and found ourselves a nice little spot (which later turned out to be a little less nice as lady next to us seems to have dancing disease and couldn't stop flinging her long hair in our faces). And as we are currently rocking the 'only drinking once a week and not at all even if there is some kind of event on' vibe we supped on tap water and waited, all the while feeling very very old, and almost as if we were babysitting the first years at university all over again!!

Ou Est le Swimming Pool - Support band
New bands always come under the banner "connect them to a different band and add a verb or adjective to them to define them"... These ones are no exception... Friendly Fires/Hot Chip but rockier and a much more enjoyable set than we'd expected as we're a little sick of the one song that seems to be played on the evening shows on R1. Definitely a band to keep an eye out for (one of the lead singers looks like Andy Murray) and they were energetic and personable which makes for a very good support band. They even worked well as warm up to La Roux which meant that you didn't even notice that the set had gone by so quickly.



La Roux - The main event!!
I shall prefix this next paragraph with the one word that summed it up... AWESOME!
I shall now continue... Ellie Jackson was brilliant, in fact the whole band were, she hit all the notes (if you know the album you will know that there are some pretty high notes) and managed to come across as friendly and lovely, and you really just wanted to sit down and have a beer with her and ask her how her day went. The music was top notch, and the added joy was a lovely little acoustic set (sat in a car seat) playing the guitar... its a beautiful song "Saviour" and I shall (once this blog is done) go and hunt it down. It was nice to be reminded of their background, and a nice interlude to the dancey synth stuff of the rest of the night.

A number of people have commented in recent months, on my like-ness to Ellie, I'm pretty sure its the ginger hair, however some people are really really sure that we must be some long lost relatives of sorts... so this leaves me in a quandary, I have a mini-crush on her (as an artist and song-writer - I don't fancy her), and I must admit i really did want to steal all of Ellie's clothes, (i am actually going to make my own Gold striped leggings over the weekend). and be able to carry off the quiff with a little bit more conviction than i do at the moment (i wimp out at a really long one)... but...If I want her clothes and to dance like her is that a little bit egotistical of me to feel like i can try to be her just because the odd person said we look alike, or can i carry off the fact that i just like her style and ignore the fact that we look alike? argh!! (as a side note it seems that my family is very prone to singer-look-alike ness, my sister is the spit of Avril Lavigne!!)

So, I think I will just listen to the music, and blame my 80s fascination for the sudden appearance of gold leggings and the green boyfriend blazer that I seemed to have acquired a while ago...