Portobello Live - day 1

On the first day I only managed to catch a few bands, and as I was completely disorganised I managed to miss John Cooper Clarke. But no use moaning about what I missed, here are a few photos of the bands I actually saw:

 He is the drummer at Bandante

 He really reminded me of Hugh Grant in Music and Lyrics (sorry Ben)

 Jenny played the bass in 3 (possibly 4) bands at Portobello live. Surely she must get some sort of a dedication award or a blue plaque. 

And Allison is the drummer at Taurus Trakker.

Valerie June

might have been my last concert in Rough Trade for a while, as I am leaving London. I will be back though, and when I return I will photograph it all!

Alexandra Savior

took us on a ride through her world.

Roxanne

You don't have to put on the red light

Record store day (a few of the bands I saw on that day)

Penguin Cafe

 Shame

 Nadine Khouri

 Bandante

Darcus Howe's

funeral procession seemed a sombre affair when looking at it head on,

But once you were sucked in it, you couldn't help notice the music and celebration of life.  

Hafdis

took the congregation on an Icelandic mindscape expedition.

Spent an evening

photographing a performance in an old library and it felt like home.  

I like these

all day gigs, they seem like an Easter warm up to the summer festival season. I am sure that if I had a good shoulder I would spend more time at them, but as it is I can only manage a few bands...

I didn't

stay for the whole 10 hours, but these two were my favourites from what I have seen this Easter Sunday.

Fiona

and James Riley

He was followed

into the street, for the post-concert concert.

The doctor

said I should take it easy for a few days so I stayed local and saw a sweet concert.

Went down to

to see the

(Hockney) exhibition. As soon as I stepped in I decided it was way too crowded (I know, one is spoilt) so I went out again
and went in search of the Stan Firm inna Inglan exhibition.

   While searching for it I bumped into a few other rooms on the way

Traditional

French songs and traditional French wine (and cheese) on New King's road.  

A photo

from a private concert in the arcades just off Ladbroke Grove.

A Klezmer evening

with the Tantz (and yes, towards the end there were a few people dancing).

If I ever worked in a record shop

it would have to be one like Rough Trade.

The first (afternoon)

of the four live acts I've seen on this day.

I am getting

rather fond of small, intimate concerts.

Why didn't John

like books?

Little Mammoths

singing about a hangover on Golborne road (I guess I will have to look out for them on my weekend coffees)