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One my of friends introduced me to a band called Das Pop, mainly because they were from Ghent (where he lives), they’re a mish mash between belgium bands (Soulwax, Millionaire etc) and europop, and did I say they were from Ghent? The thing with me is I tend to like a band after I see them live, usually that’s the quickest way for me to judge and like a band (not saying the only way mind), my friend himself hasn’t really got any of their albums but highly rated them when he saw them live, so why not? The tickets were pretty cheap and it was near from where I worked.

So yeah, Hoxton has a lovely venue, the lighting is quite limited but the acoustics aren’t too shabby. The support band wan’t too shabby either, I was caught sitting at the front (they had a lovely cushioned bench placed right at the front) reading when suddenly some guy approaches me and introduces me as the lead singer…

After a quick banter it was his time to get up on stage and perform, they weren’t too bad, but the singer did lie down on his back and worm around the floor at one occasion, that’s fine (rock and roll etc) but when a lady accidently (or maybe it wasnt! the plot thickens like soup and cornflour) drops a wine glass on the floor and shattered glass is sprinkled all over like hundreds and thousands on a really hard muffin. This makes his adventure on the wooden floor a risky one if he had actually got pieces of glass stuck into his head (they better not cancel the show!), fortunately he was probably too pumped to notice how close he was to meeting a brain surgeon (neither were we too bothered to tell him haha).

He kept hugging one of the photographers, it was funny watching the photographer’s reaction (come on dude, stop making us look bad, it’s only a hug), it almost portrays us as social outcasts who live under bridges eating fish heads and drinking warm mud water. Cleaning our lens at night with knuckleless mittens and processing our photos whilst constantly muttering “yeah, depth of field, depth of field” or some random photography buzz word with a crude and slightly cockney voice (no idea what the hell i’m painting here).

Anyway when Das Pop (from Ghent) arrived, things became slightly disco. It was quite a impressive. The guitarist had a lovely beard and the singer screamed of europop (teehee, maybe because of his hairdo). Anyway, the music was awesome. It was music to dance to, to loosen your hips and shake yourself like you are processing a freshly shot polaroid photograph. Certain songs instantly stood out such as You, their latest single Underground and Fool for Love. The climax however was when he split the crowd into two and made one side sing “I can’t get enough of your love” whilst the other sang “Never get enough”. Sounds cheesy but it was pretty epic and entertaining (when people cooperated anyway) (probably more epic during festivals). Hopefully I can get my friend to upload a video of it in action. But yes, do check them out, they’re from Ghent! Anyway, enjoy some more photos:

I can’t get enough of your love ………………. never get enough, get it?

More photos in my lovely photo set

Update and here’s the video