Last night I went to see Glasvegas på Stora Teatern here in Göteborg. I'd not really listened to the album that much, so didn't have too much of an idea what to expect.
As it goes, they were bloody excellent.
Four skinny white boys dressed in black playing loud guitar music. What's not to like?
Admittedly one of the boys was a plump girl and another one could hardly be considered skinny at all, but still...right from the moment they came on and burst into "Geraldine" it was magnificent. Proper, uplifting rock music. Fists punching, hunched over guitars, big choruses, blood and thunder, energy to spare rocktastic. Like Ride on steroids. And with a little more showmanship and less shoe-gazing. And less hair. And more black.
We like.
Today I woke up to snow. Again. Which eventually, of course, turned into rain and slush. Give it up already and let the Spring in. Säger jag.
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