Due to conflicting information on timing, my brother and I arrived what we thought was an hour and twenty minutes late for the support, but luckily we arrived just in time for Oxford Collapse.
Though I lost some minutes from the woman taking tickets who could not give correct change if her life depended on it, I walked into the micro-spec of a venue and went to the merchandise booth.
Much to my disbelief, none other than Keith Murray, lead vocals of We Are Scientists was standing behind the counter.
After blinking a few times, I mustered up all the courage I could to walk up to him and say "I just want to tell you...you're awesome."
Keith is center...and fit.
:p
Shock. Awe.
Such profound words.
This would be the second time that I had unexpectedly met someone at a gig and said something to the extent of "you're awesome."
How very forgettable.
Had I been given fair warning of the chance that I might meet him, I would have arranged some words to say that weren't knuckleheaded.
And also given the fact that I was stood three feet in front of him, I couldn't very well arrange said words as I was staring at him.
I retreated with a grin to regroup.
As I stood those three feet away, I could not understand how a place full of people set to see WAS didn't recognise their lead vocalist.
This never ceases to disgust me.
I saw only one other bloke who went up for a little chat.
After a few minutes, I decided I should go back and get a shirt that I eyed up before.
I went back up to Keith and spoke into his ear (yay!), asking him if he was indeed selling the merchandise.
He responded yes (really, how amazing is it that he is selling his own items!), but there was a conflicting issue with the correct size of shirt that I needed.
So, I made the split decision to pick up their album from this year "Brain Thrust Mastery" that I had gotten before it was released on digital format.
Since I love getting the physical album instead of having an ugly blank disc with Sharpie writing, I felt that this was a good move.
Not only did I buy it from Keith, but I asked him if he could autograph it for me!
He then graciously proceeded to open the plastic wrapping with a WAS badge and he signed the insert with a K!
Woooooo!
After this, I retreated once again to my slight haven, so as to not weird him out in any way, as clearly he was trusting the fact that no one knew what he looked like here.
This revolts me though, as WAS played GLASTO this year, and they are playing Leeds Fest! There are tens of thousands of people that attend these events!
And here in this lounge, he is safely hidden in front of everyone.
Oh well...their neglect becomes my ally!
I then stood on a slight high and watched the remainder of Oxford Collapse's set.
During one tune, Keith got on stage with them and sang along.
They were actually very good.
I picked up their newest album along with a couple dead cool sex-inducing WAS badges.
As we waited for WAS to come out, I looked round at the crowd, and to my severe dismay, I noticed that there were several large gaps where people should have been present in, and a horde of extreme attention-grapping posers.
I shook my head in disdain as I realised that this was not the sort of crowd they deserved.
When they did finally come on stage, they ripped it up with a set comprised mostly of tunes from Brain Thrust Mastery, and a few fucking classics from With Love And Squalour were tossed in.
To me, We Are Scientits are a great live band, and they have got great stage prescence and energy.
They did their usual cheeky commentary in between songs which was so clearly wasted on the thick crowd.
I got the drift that they were shegrined at the turn-out and the fact that they were apathetic.
It was almost palpable that they were slightly deflated.
Though I was avin' it and dancing along with the quality tunes, I felt sorry for them, as the crowd was rather patronising.
WAS even took a request from two rather dim women in the corner who didn't even realise that performers adhere to a schedule whilst playing a show, and it isn't the easiest thing to throw a song in on a whim.
When they finished their thirteen-song set, a whole pack of chavs began dancing in the same distacting and annoying fashion they were using during the show.
At that, I left rather revolted.
Though I had an amazing time...cancelling out the retards everywhere.
I just hope they return to the city one day, as most artists that receive such a lukewarm reception scarcely return for round two. :(
I left with my head held high, my autographed album copy and confidence in the fact that I am a true WAS fan...
I was able to replay it in my head that night, as I stayed outside until the wee hours of the morning watching a well cool meteor shower.
I are Scientist.
x
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