The Branchage Beat Happening Sessions!

Beat Happening has jetted over to the paradise island of Jersey, treasure trove for drug smugglers, money launderers and the rich and famous. Why? Because the first Branchage (pronounced ‘Bron-carge’ International Film Festival is about to begin, with the opening gala screening of James Marsh’s ‘Man On Wire’, the documentary about World Trade Centre tightrope-walking nutjob Phillipe Petit. And Saturday sees Beat Happening hosting The Beat Happening Sessions in the festival’s Spiegeltent, with live music and poetry from the likes of The Midnight Expresso, The Wizard and the Frog, Pevin Kinel and more!

As partners of the festival, we’ve also played our part in producing the festival programmes, and so that we spread the word of Beat Happening, we’ll be busy for the next few days thrusting them into the hands of anyone who cares to take one!

Musical highlights over the next few days include (apart from the BH Sessions) Grant Gee’s documentary ‘Joy Division’, Vice Films’ ‘Heavy Metal in Baghdad’, Warp FIlms’ ‘My Sexual Failures’, as well as a Warp Records Party with Broadcast DJs, The Oscillation and Velofax. Then there’s the Bordee de Branchage, a burlesque party with fan dancers and former Beat Happening interviewee Paloma Faith. And The Wicker Man, screened in a seven hundred-year old castle, with a live score by The Memory Band. It’s going to be a little bit good we think.

Anyhow, must dash, I have four thousand programmes to give away.

Love and kisses, Chris Beat Happening.

PS NEWSFLASH!!! The Beat Happening Sessions at the Branchage Spiegeltent this Saturday will be a fancy dress event. Worry not, it’s not an obligation, but the winner of the best fancy dress costume will bag themselves 2 free film passes for the rest of the festival! Howzabout that folks???

The theme is: ROCK STARS! So why not get yourself a papier mache beehive on your head and go as Amy Winehouse, or slip on your blue suede shoes and do a turn as Elvis, or perhaps cut your arm off and come as the drummer from Def Leppard!

The Beat Happening Sessions will be taking place at the Spiegeltent, The Weighbridge, St. Helier, on Saturday 27th September, 3pm – 6.15pm, and will be followed by the Bordee de Branchage… be there!

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Where can you find Chrome Hoof, Bearsuit, Gentle Friendly & Miss Odd Kidd all under one roof?

NO, IT’S NOT TOYS R US, IT’S THE FENCHURCH BEAT HAPPENING BASH!

CHROME HOOF (DJS)

MISS ODD KIDD (LIVE)
BEARSUIT (LIVE)
GENTLE FRIENDLY (LIVE)

With Fenchurch being London’s finest purveyors of streetwear, and Beat Happening magazine always at the cutting edge of the capital’s music scene, a titanic alliance returns to bring you the most exciting indie line up in the Big Smoke with the Fenchurch Beat Happening Bash!

Since first hitting the streets of London in April of this year Beat Happening,
London’s newest indie magazine, has been earning itself a reputation as one of the coolest publications in the capital, having its finger to the pulse, its ear to the ground, and its nose to the grindstone as it has sought out the newest leftfield stars of the future. Then came the first Fenchurch Beat Happening Bash, which saw the likes of Micachu, Capitol K and Shitdisco gracing the Monarch for a night that was a sell-out triumph!

As ever, Beat Happening magazine has hand-picked a mouth-watering live line up of the coolest up-and-coming bands, with the much-hyped oddball math-pop duo Gentle Friendly, John Peel’s favourite noiseniks Bearsuit and up-and-coming rapper and sometime Goldielocks cohort Miss Odd Kidd, as well as a headline DJ set by prog-disco titans Chrome Hoof!

All are acts that sum up the spirit of Beat Happening magazine; talented, exciting and progressive in nature, all are known for performing mind-blowing live shows, and the Fenchurch Beat Happening Bash will be no different!

On a final note, everyone in will be entered into a Fenchurch tombola, in which you can win some snazzy new Fenchurch gear! Howzabowzabout that?

Tickets are £6adv and available from http://www.monarchbar.com

www.beathappening.co.uk

www.fenchurch.com

Beat Happening caught by Style Snapper at Bestival!

Beat Happening Issue 3 out now!

 

Evening all,

Beat Happening Issue 3 is available now in the finest bars, record shops, gig venues and cafes of London Town, and you can also check it out here: http://www.beathappening.co.uk/bh3_web.pdf

It’s our finest effort by a country mile, featuring interviews with the likes of The Dandy Warhols, Brian Jonestown Massacre, Zombie Zombie, Pop Levi, Maths Class, Micachu, DJ Yoda, and more, as well as the latest festival news and reviews (check out our extensive Glasto coverage) – it was worth my time and it’s well worth yours. That is all. Adieu.

Chris Bell

Your humble servant.

Q: Where can you find Shitdisco, Art Brut, Micachu, Capitol K and Unititled Musical Project under the same roof? A: THE FENCHURCH BEAT HAPPENING BASH!

Beat Happening, as you will probably already be aware, is the finest music magazine in London. And Fenchurch is the coolest streetwear label – so we joined forces, to double our score in the cool stakes, and to bring you a night of the innovative music, fun and frolics! With pretty much the best indie line up in the whole of London, the Fenchurch Beat Happening Bash promises to rock Camden all the way to hell (and back), with a mouth-watering line up at the Monarch on Saturday, 30th August.

Behind the wheels of steel are ironic indie-punk upstarts Art Brut. You should be familiar with them from their singles ‘Emily Kane’ and ‘Formed a Band’. if you’re not, don’t worry about it, just check them out at http://www.myspace.com/artbrut – you can expect them to spinning all manner of post-punk, glam rock and indie dancefloor-fillers. In the opposite corner, behind the decks, are Shitdisco; having risen to prominence as part of the new-rave scene that spawned the likes of Klaxons and Datarock, they’ve had a busy summer playing sell-out DJ sets all over Europe. And next Saturday night, they’ll be with us at the Fenchurch Beat Happening Bash, providing electro and disco-punk numbers to mash your head up all the way to Ravesborough and back down to London via Glo-Stickshire. Or something like that. 

Our live line up is looking pretty slick too, it must be said – opening up is Capitol K, the London-based ambient electro whizzkid. With glistening synth sounds and carefully-crafted layers of guitar, he truly is one of the finest (and criminally under-celebrated) songwriters in Britain. Following Capitol K are Micachu & The Shapes, whose oddball urban-folk-pop has seen Beat Happening drooling over the sheer wit and innovation that Mica Levi brings to her songwriting, and won them plaudits from the likes of Bat For Lashes and Bjork, who claim to be fans. Completing the bill are Untitled Musical Project, four noisy grunge upstarts from Birmingham, who you can expect to be making enough of a racket to get you in the mood for a spot of jumping around like a dick.

It’s gonna be a bit ruddy special, so we advise you to come. There literally is nothing better to do.

On a final note, everyone in will be entered into a Fenchurch tombola, in which you can win some snazzy new Fenchurch gear! Howzabowzabout that?

Fenchurch Beat Happening Bash

Saturday 30th August 7.30pm – late

The Monarch, Chalk Farm Rd, Camden

Entry: £6 on the door

www.myspace.com/artbrut

www.myspace.com/shitdisco

www.myspace.com/capitolk

www.myspace.com/micayomusic

www.myspace.com/untitledmusicalproject

www.fenchurch.com

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Club Boink with Beat Happening!

Club Boink at the Wilmington Arms, brought to you by Ear Music and Beat Happening magazine, on Saturday 19th August, was a corker!

The Midnight Expresso – rocked the casbah

Pevin Kinel – rocked the casbah

Agaskodo Teliverek – rocked the casbah

Screaming Tea Party -rocked the casbah

Check out  a Youtube clip of Pevin on stage at the Wilmo here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bG2WspcEwS0

Latitude Festival – Day Three

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Latitude 2008’s final day begins for many in the company of Joanna Newsom, scheduled to play at Somerset House in the evening but appearing as a special guest at midday on the Obelisk Arena. Though she is without her regular touring band and orchestra she delivers more than an hour of sensational, sprawling and delicate harp-led alt-folk, perfect pixie princess that she is. Time stands still along with the gawping, spellbound audience during the fifteen minutes of Ys standout ‘Emily’, and Newsom takes advantage of her captivated audience by road-testing three new songs – interestingly all of them piano-based. Then a bizarre episode occurs – she completely dries up midway through ‘Sawdust & Diamonds’, repeatedly forgetting whole sections of the (admittedly complex and abundant) lyrics. It is – she says, a little distraught – the first time this has ever happened, and despite audience prompting she appears absolutely incapable of finishing the song. The applause she receives is nonetheless rapturous – and what’s more, it is totally deserved, she is wonderful whatever.

For the rest of the day those who saw her revel in eulogising in front of those that didn’t. With the unenviable task of trying to follow that – the solid but unfortunately un-pixie-like indie rockers The Twilight Sad and Fields. The former manage to win a few friends who never knew they existed, whist the latter group precipitate a move towards the food stalls with a whole ream of new songs. When they finally play one we know – ‘Song for the Fields’’ – the backing track breaks down, which is why you probably shouldn’t play to a backing track.

The Great British Public generally get a bad rap – particularly when it comes to musical taste – but they don’t do themselves any favours at all. Those Dancing Days are charming and beautiful in the Uncut Tent, effortlessly delivering a string of brilliant pop numbers – why are the Swedes so good at it? – and are met with a mostly mute crowd, who prefer instead to knock a big balloon around for the entirety. Noah and the Whale follow, their cowboy-folk seeming contrived and unnatural in comparison – and frankly I find them a pretty irritating bunch to watch – yet they enjoy slightly maniacal ovations. That is the power of Radio One airplay, then, and how it utterly dictates audience response. The balloon pops – serves them right.

Meanwhile back on the Obelisk the rumoured Arctic Monkeys surprise set never materialises, but Foals – fresh from a fist fight with Johnny Rotten “and his meathead friends” – provoke one of the biggest reactions of the weekend (certainly the most crowd surfers), huddling tiredly together in the middle of the stage then throwing themselves around to the sound of their own melodic, electronic indie. Each song stands alone – unlike the slightly monotonous feel of their record – all of them inventive and excellent. Seeing them live makes you realise the depressing, often self-imposed, limitations of most current young British bands.

Unfortunately sound problems occur throughout Okkervil River, and a lot of the audience are simply holding down a spot for the following Blondie appearance. Try as he might, frontman Will Sheff can’t quite get wheels moving, with a stop-start rhythm to the whole set. They are a tremendous band though, and they show more than glimpses – but it leaves me fairly unsatisfied, with a desire to see them again.

I suppose you can’t really expect much more from a side project, and the fact that they are penultimate act of the Obelisk is testament to Nick Cave’s bursting musical brain, but Grinderman really do define Hit and Miss. At least they end on a good one (as it starts to rain hard) – ‘No Pussy Blues’ evoking a unique audience reaction of laughter and head-banging. And then the rain continues all through Interpol, the closing act of the festival. The sound is suitably epic and crisp, but I am just not sure that they have the catalogue of tunes or enough presence to fill this slot. I certainly enjoy it, but it is noticeable that they lose the attention of pretty much every floating voter at the back, and their light show is embarrassingly poor in comparison to Sigur Ros’ the previous night. I tell you what though – ‘Evil’ sounds bloody brilliant.

Incidentally I am writing this outside of the confines of Suffolk’s Henham Park, the festival is – as I write – well and truly over. I’ve not unpacked yet though, and nor have I showered. Just so you know…
Words: Jackhausen