Take out the slight blips and 2019 was a great year for Sonic Breakfast. This top ten rundown has enabled me to reflect on some of the many highlights. But ten is a pretty arbitrary number and it does mean that no space in this list has been found for some storming memories; LIFE at Marathon Kebabs (here), my early evening at the Institut Francais (here), Spearmint and Piney Gir at Water Rats (here) and Louis Brennan at the Pensioner (here) being just a sample.
I’ve hinted at it elsewhere in the countdown but 2019 was my Norway year. Aided by great releases and invites from Georgie at Propeller Records, I’ve been able to scratch the surface of a rich musical scene. There is no genre that defines the country. But, like cuckoos, the Norwegians are nesting in other homes, putting their own unique slant on the tried and tested to come up with something new.
Number one (fanfares all around) in the Sonic Breakfast chart of 2019 goes to the ace Bjørn Tomren and his short, showcase set at the Betsey Trotwood back in the Spring (here). Was this the best gig I went to over the course of the year? Probably not! But it whetted my appetite for an artist who had a neat spin on gloomy Americana. Like Kurt Wagner from Lambchop, Bjørn’s voice deeply swayed over picked guitar as stories of frustrating times on the road were relayed.
His album, Bad Science Fiction, came out in October and it really is a record to cherish. Dripping with melancholic delivery, it’s icy Americana, one for wintry nights around a log fire or for long drives over freezing plains with your in-vehicle heating turned up to eleven. It dabbles in folk and jazz flourish before returning to its alt-country core. A true slow burn of an album, you could see the quality of the songs emerge during the Betsey Trotwood showcase.
A truly deserving number one.
2019 was a full-on year of exploration for me. I loved nipping between the many, varied London venues discovering new delights. I’d struggle, if pushed, to name a favourite venue because there have been many iced buns in the bakery but high in the rankings would be Hackney’s stunning MOTH club. The repurposed British Legion Club is a fab gig venue; I’m yet to have a bad night there.
And of the few MOTH club gigs that I could pick for this epic exercise of a top ten, I’m delighted to announce that number two in the countdown goes to the night spent with Jonathan Bree and support act, John Moods (written about here).
John Moods played Paper Dress Vintage, another favourite Hackney venue, in November but I foolishly managed to miss that. His single that came out in the summer, I Wanted You, was a real cracker. The German popster returned to Berlin and played all manner of gigs across Europe.
I still smile when I consider Jonathan Bree’s direct generosity. A sold-out show, I’d given up hope of seeing Bree and band but the cheeky E-mail paid off. The friendly soul in a mask didn’t need to guest-list me but he did. I love that Jonathan Bree’s career has grown and grown in the last year. Once you see the live show it’s hard not to be smitten.
New tracks are being drip-fed from a future album. They’re sounding solid and in ‘Cover Your Eyes’, you suspect that there’s another set highlight in the making. It’s been a year of relentless touring for Jonathan and band, including a first ever gig for them in the Ukraine. I wish I’d been there. Returning to Camden’s Dingwalls on May 1st, you’ll have to lock me in my room to stop me from being there. And this time I won’t be begging Jonathan for my ticket.
I’m not really a writer who criticises much. It’s not my style. There were a few times in 2019 when I was less than effusive and one in particular that sticks in the throat. That March night and my review (here for reminders) at the Shacklewell Arms of the great TETINE and Fake Turins was also marred by the appearance of geriatric -rockers, Voodoo Rays. It seems appropriate that such a night should take number three billing in the Sonic Breakfast top ten of 2019. It’s the only top ten that Voodoo Rays will find themselves in this year.
Voodoo Rays weren’t best pleased with my review as evidenced by this response.
Thanks for the review.
I’m sorry our drummer almost knocked your pint over last night. The care home he lives in locks its doors at 11, so he has to rush to get back in time. I’ve tried to order a book on gig etiquette for him, but there doesn’t seem to be one available. You seem to know a lot about it- perhaps you should write the definitive text?
It’s a shame that you didn’t have time to talk about the music more; we’re always interested in sprightly well informed criticism of our songs. I think all I picked up was that we shouldn’t be so old. Rest assured we’ll try to be younger next time.
All the best
This is at least quite witty from Frank though. I also revelled in altogether less pleasant prose from another member of the band that’s not worthy of publication.
It’ll come as little surprise that Voodoo Rays did not feature in the BBC Sound of 2020 list. But they have played gigs in small venues in 2019. In 2020, they’ve entered a competition to play a festival. Bless them!! Still, I’ve resolved to be a much better person this year and if that means being invited to a Voodoo Rays gig and eating humble pie when they’re actually bloody brilliant then so be it.
A Fake Turins show featured elsewhere in this top ten (here) but they’re such a fine band I’ll give them two bites of the cherry. In a couple of Friday’s time, they are again playing at the Shacklewell, a headline set in celebration of a new single. It’s free and I’ve reserved my ticket on DICE today. So should you if you know what’s good for you and you don’t want to miss out.
TETINE haven’t played in London much since this odd night. The duo have been involved in all sorts of artistic endeavours though both here and back in their native Brazil. Their contributions have filled art galleries; they’ve DJ’d in dungeons and pushed the boundaries. They remain a thing to behold.
Back later with the top two of this slow, arduous and arguably quite pointless countdown..
There aren’t so many gigs on in London this week. Perhaps that’ll give me time to complete this top ten of 2019 countdown by the weekend? I’m off to my first festival of 2020 then – the rather ace looking Rockaway Beach at Butlins in Bognor and I’ll need my head fully clear so that I can focus upon my eFestivals review of that.
In at number four is the night I spent at the glorious Fitzrovia chapel with Sasha Siem back in February. It was a beautiful, exquisite night and I was still bright-eyed about all that London had to offer. Readers can remind themselves about that gig here.
Sasha is part Norwegian and this gig was the first show of the year that I saw part-promoted by the fab team at Propeller records, the label specialising in Norwegian releases. I’ve seen some absolutely cracking shows put on by Norwegian acts in 2019 – and one of those shows features higher still in this top ten.
In the second half of 2019, Sasha found higher profile by releasing a series of cover versions of ‘classics’. It’s a bold move to tackle such established numbers but one that marks a sense of Sasha’s growing confidence. Apparently, Elton John fully endorses her cover of ‘Your Song’.
Sasha has a new album coming out later in January. I’ll be listening in to see what direction this intelligent talent takes next. I’m sure it won’t be an obvious route.
I had the very best of intentions. Two weeks in Spain should have been ample time to complete Sonic Breakfast’s top ten countdown of 2019. I thought that mornings might have been spent writing content whilst drinking juice and eating tostadas con queso y tomate.
But the sad reality was that I needed the time to chill; long lie-ins were required, hangovers were nursed and batteries recharged. It was a fabulous way to spend two weeks away from the frantic day to day rush.
Now back in London, I’m preparing for 2020 by having a tidy-up. And I feel motivated to crack on with the countdown.
2019 had a lowlight. A thirty second blip that’s haunted me on and off since. On the Sunday morning of the August Bank Holiday, I was beaten up, mugged in broad daylight for the sake of a wallet. I tried not to let it impact upon life but I’d be lying if I said that it hadn’t. I find myself much more anxious when rapid movements surprise me behind my back. The slightest, accidental touch on my shoulder still sends me into a nervous spin.
I remember The Tearaways gig at the 100 Club fondly partly because it was one of the first gigs that I went to after the mugging. I reviewed it here. I had such a great night and felt able to fully breathe freely again. It sounds a bit ‘wank’ to talk about the restorative power of rock ‘n’ roll but that night left me feeling all sorts of happy. The Tearaways, reeling in a recent grief themselves, immaculately showed how the show must go on.
Since that night, they’ve headed back to the States and played tirelessly. They’ve also released two videos of key tracks during December. Tributes to John Ferriter, the key Tearaway who passed away suddenly in 2019, loom large. I really hope that this good time band return to the UK this year.
And any review of that gig wouldn’t be complete without mentioning the support act, Ryan Hamilton and the Harlequin Ghosts. What a 2019 they had. I loved their set. They played a UK gig in December in one of my old Nottingham haunts, a holiday hoedown raising funds for an excellent local homelessness charity, Emmanuel House. Ryan plays a series of acoustic shows across the UK later this year and a documentary film is being prepared around it. A great opportunity to see this modern day Tom Petty up close and personal.
Worthy of a top five 2019 Sonic Breakfast position I’m sure you’ll all agree.
2019 has been a great year for me. Zone one London living on cheap-as-chips floors, seasonal ups and downs and yet an ultimate sense of moving forward more than backwards.
Happy at the Spanish villa, I look out of the windows to see wispy white clouds stitched into the pale blue sky. Reeds in distant furrows wave at me as they rock back and forward in the shallow breeze. Peace. Restful peace. Chill.
I know that there are some back in Blighty for whom Christmas will have been tough. And not just those turkeys who voted for food-banks and a widening of the gap between the have and have-nots. It’s a time of reflection and for many life will be irrevocably different to how it was in 2018. Loss, grief, release, memories.
Number six in my countdown of Sonic Breakfast 2019 gigs is one that will always stick in the memory. It was at 26 Leake Street in May that I learnt of the passing of John. I wrote about it here. A fine man, I’m sure that there were tears and yet joyful tales told in his memory around dining tables this past week.
Since that night in May, Fake Turins have raised their profile with video releases and headline shows. Without giving too much away about the rest of this top ten another of their gigs that I saw features higher up the chart. So I won’t dwell much upon them here. Suffice to say that they’re one act that I plan to see before Winter gives way to Spring.
Shattercones ended the year playing support shows with New Model Army, dabbling in soundtracks and soundscapes. Their artistic endeavours will undoubtedly draw me in again in 2020.
Happy New Years Eve. Must get a boogie on with the top five whilst thinking of 2019’s highlights and lowlights.
Are we only on number seven on this top ten gigs from Sonic Breakfast’s 2019? I’d better up the pace a bit unless I want to still be writing about 2019 in February 2020.
The one time I went to Servant Jazz Quarters this year was to see Scott Lavene. I loved his set back at the start of the summer and wrote excitedly about his live act (here). ‘Broke’, the album he was touring, has rightfully found its way into some end of year lists from astute bloggers though many still seem oblivious to its many delights. Lee from the Birmingham Mail still ignores it in favour of The 1975.
Earlier this week, Scott posted a Christmas treat onto his Facebook wall, a reminder of a musical project that he was involved with a way back and one of the more entertaining Christmas songs to ever emerge. It’s worth a watch, a dark excursion into one guy’s descent.
Also on the bill at Servant Jazz Quarters that night was The Golden Dregs. Since June, they’ve released a quality album (Hope is for the hopeless) that I’m listening to right now. I’m pretty sure that regular readers of Sonic Breakfast would approve. A successful November tour suggests there’s more to come from Ben et al in 2020.
Back later with number six..
I meant to publish this on the 25th December but events and celebrations overtook. Better late than never eh?
Happy Christmas Day one and all. Here in Spain the skies are bright and the heads are dull after entertaining lovely neighbours last night. Sonic Breakfast has just put a fire on to take the nip out of the chill and, with Cava in hand, is now ready to continue the 2019 countdown.
One of the bands that I managed to see most in 2019 was Wovoka Gentle. Before the year started they were simply, to me anyway, an act that I’d once stumbled upon on a Sunday afternoon at a small festival and subsequently blogged about (here). Now, they’ve supported the Flaming Lips on a UK tour. They are pure and simply a fantastic live proposition and always delightful to watch. Except on a Brighton pier when they were a bit wobbly. They had just had their instruments stolen from a van.
Eighth slot in this Sonic Breakfast top ten is thus an easy one to consider. I’m going for the gig at Omeara put on by the wonderful Yucatan records and showcasing three from their stable. I adored the way this venue nestled beside a larger complex. I’ve returned lots since to munch the street food on offer and to be bombarded by all sorts of delights in the wider space that surrounds. But back in March, gig going was my only intent.
And what a night it was. (written about here)
Josiah and the Bonnevilles were up first. Keep an eye out for Josiah and gang should you ever get the chance to see them live. Josiah, solo for the night, seemed like an odd addition to the bill back in March but that was before I really understood the nature of Yucatan records. They’re not fixated by genre and simply sign stuff that meets a quality threshold. Thus, Americana can sit beside pop, skewed folk and electronica with ease.
It’s such a shame to discover that Swimming Girls have split in the last couple of months. I didn’t entirely fall in love with them back in March but had no qualms about their Glastonbury Emerging talent shortlisting. They were undoubtedly exciting prospects and we all watch with interest to see what comes next from their talented members.
Wovoka Gentle will continue to bloom. They might become too big for this blog in the way that the likes of IDLES have previously done. They might not. But my 2019 has been enriched by having their live show to depend upon.
Back later today with more of the countdown.
To truly appreciate the quality of gigs, you need some duds. There’s been a couple of times over the course of this fine gig-going year that I’ve needed a jolt to bring me out of a routine, a reminder of how lucky I am that quality gigs are taking place on my doorstep. My recent November experience at Islington’s O2 Academy proved to be exactly that; after writing about it (here), my critical faculty was reset, refreshed and ready to appreciate again.
And it’s for that reason that the Life At The Arcade headline gig gets a number nine slot in Sonic Breakfast’s top ten of 2019.
Well, almost for that reason. There was one band on the bill that really appealed to my senses. And DAY have just released a video from the night. Chasing Sugar was a set highlight and gives a really good indication about where this super-interesting outfit are heading. Regular readers of Sonic Breakfast better be quick to view though as I’m told it’ll only be shared for a week or so.
Back tomorrow – Christmas Day and the number eight ‘present’ in this countdown of moments.
I’ve been in Spain for a couple of days now. Yesterday morning, I briefly watched the television as the spectacle of the Christmas lottery unfolded before my eyes. ‘El Gordo’, the fat one, is a tradition, an event that runs back hundreds of years. And the presentation of it all is weird. Schoolchildren sing with tuneful innocence as numbered balls get dispatched from a giant sphere that sometimes turns. They get gleefully teary should they get to announce one of the big prizes. And whole villages cheer when their numbers get drawn as winners.
It’s appropriate (in some ways) that number ten in the Sonic Breakfast 2019 top ten is The Lottery Winners and Depression Baby’s gig at the Sebright Arms from back in February. I recall that this was one of my first times at the Sebright and both bands excelled on the night by really putting on a show to behold. Here’s my review of it. (Click, click).
I would have been keen to see both bands again during 2019 but, alas, it was not to be. And now I’ll have to wait until 2020 for the pleasure. In the case of The Lottery Winners, I notice that they’ve got a Spring tour coming up and one of their stops will be The Lexington, the fine venue just around the corner from my property guardianship. They’ve had quite a year of it with festival appearances and a support slot with Tom Jones to contend with. Their debut album gets released next year and it shows early signs of being a cracker.
Depression, Baby have now played London headline sets – and a festival in Norwich. They’re avid supporters of new and interesting music with their Spotify playlist always making for an interesting listen. I wish that I’d seen their show at The Old Blue Last earlier this year. Video footage suggests they stormed it.
Back with number nine in the countdown tomorrow.