Gig night at the Rattlesnake of Angel Pt. 2

If you're in London and you feel like hearing some live music, go to the Rattlesnake. I fell in love with the place the first time I was there last February. Out of the few bands they put on every evening, you're guaranteed to be listening at least to one of them from your laptop the next day. In addition they've got this awesome mix of indie/60s and 70s music playing during the breaks and in the bar.

It's a small cozy venue with a big sound.

When I was waiting for the first band to start, I saw only a few people who looked as if they had just come straight from work. Suddenly, one of them approached me to say thanks for being half of their audience. "I thought you were here to have fun?!", apparently they were there to not only do that, but to make some noise too.

Beaver Fuel is a punk trio, which managed to make me laugh through their whole set. Dedicating a song to someone who wouldn't be aware about it, like umm, all of Finland was just perfect. Perfect because the song was called something like I want to live in your butt hole, and the country is shaped like a person with the capital being somewhere around that area.

As I was flying to Oslo the next day, I have to say it was a bit of a coincidence that the next band Ivan Müdd was from there. A really freakin' great coincidence. I've been gradually losing my interest in indie music, but bands like theirs shows that the rare gems still exist. The singer's voice for me is a mixture of Suede (even looks like him a bit!), Placebo and Smashing Pumpkins' singers. I kept praising the band to a few industry people in Oslo, and finally one of them knew the band too and loved them as well. Surprisingly the guy had been working with the band before.

Last but not least were The Dirty Royals. The quartet had a really great chemistry going on and got the crowd excited. They weren't short of jokes either with the main focus on Bonnie Tyler, the Eurovision and her heart problem. Talk about a total eclipse of the heart.

All in all being at the Rattlesnake was a great way to end the Tuesday evening. Or any evening in fact!