Want free Electric Picnic tickets?

That was kinda a silly question, wasn’t it? Of course everyone wants something for free, let alone FREE Electric Picnic tickets! So we are gonna run a little competition!

We happen to have a few too many tickets for Electric Picnic, and we would love you to have a pair!

We want our dedicated readers to write a blog post for us! Actually, even if this is your first visit to the blog, you still can enter! Anyway, all you need to do is write a short review of a gig you were at recently. This winning review will be posted as our next blog post, and the lucky author will get a pair of tickets to Electric Picnic 2010!

All you have to do is write your review in a comment below. Tell us if you enjoyed the gig or not, and why. It could be a mainstream famous band, or a small local artist you saw in your local pub. Mention the name of the band, the venue, the type of music etc.

Your review will be linked to from our Facebook page. People can vote for your review by clicking “Like” on your review which will look like this:

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Tell all your friends that you are in the competition, and they might just vote for you! Send them this link: http://www.facebook.com/AMPSoundSystems and tell them to “like” their favourite review! They might have to click the “Wall” tab to get to the review.

The user with the most “likes” by midnight on the 31st of August will get their review published and will have a pair of tickets to Electric Picnic waiting for them at the gate!

We may email the winner to request photo’s of the gig to improve the blog post, but if you didn’t take any, don’t worry – a press photo or band logo will do! A mention of the sound quality at the gig may impress the techie subscribers we have on board and may gain you a vote! :P

Get writing your review, and we wish you the best of luck! ;)

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    57 Comments to “Want free Electric Picnic tickets?”

    1. By Bryan O'Hanlon, August 23, 2010 @ 9:17 am

      Drummers have it hard. Consigned to the background, they’re usually left to toil away in the shadows as their more glamorous guitar wielding or vocally gifted counterparts lap up the limelight. In fact, the most prominent recognition drummers have received in recent times is through a weird combination of a gorilla suit and a Phil Collins track on a Cadbury’s ad which says it all really. With the crowd having been warmed up by the understated yet immensely likeable 202s, Kilkenny’s Jeremy Hickey aka RSAG [Rarely Seen Above Ground] arrives on stage as the exception to this common ruling on drummers, taking his spot centre stage with his drum kit dominating the confines of the reasonably filled Academy.

      The show in itself is certainly unique; backed by three large screens, Hickey blitzes away on the drums while pre-recorded material of himself on a myriad of other instruments, from the bass guitar to the bongo, is projected around him, to form the entire show and a virtual band of sorts. It is a concept which could easily have gone pear-shaped, yet it is done with enough creativity and ingenuity to succeed beautifully and the carefully sequenced artistic footage perfectly augments the percussion on show.

      It isn’t long before Hickey is in full swing lashing through a set interwoven with cuts from his Choice Music nominated debut Organic Sampler and the recent follow up Be It Right Or Wrong. Though the drums are naturally the main focal point of the evening, it is a testament to Hickey’s talent that the entire picture fits together so well. This isn’t simply a little riff placed over a drum beat as an after thought, rather it works together as an integrated single entity, with the individual musical elements combining cleverly to supplement Hickey’s prowess on the drums. For such an original artist, there is a nagging tendency for some of the individual tracks to lack a certain uniqueness however and in particular the earlier Organic Sampler tracks sound a slight bit samey over the course of the entire evening.

      However, it is worth bearing in mind that such an occurrence may be down to the grander, more explorative sound of the new tracks which makes them stand apart from the driven, more single minded route which Organic Sampler so often took. This new found penchant for the expansive is particularly evident on latest single The Roamer, a hazy 6 minute journey full of catchy riffs and wonderfully swooping vocals which serves as the evening’s highlight, successfully holding the audience’s full attention in spite of it’s length. As well as this, other highlights include the surging Stick To The Line, while Bad Seed is thankfully as tub-thumping live as it is on the album.

      On an evening when the longest tennis match in history finally came to a close it is fitting to see an artist of such energy on show, with Hickey’s stamina particularly commendable as he thunders through the set at break neck speed. Naturally with a set up of this kind certain minor grievances are perhaps to be expected and most notably the vocals are at times lacking a certain polish and sheen that is usually found in a ‘normal’ band set up. To Hickey’s credit however, the passion and originality with which he performs far outweighs this and any other misgivings and the crowd seem content to exchange such sheen for downright originality, sending Hickey off with the excellent reception that such a bold premise, and the excellent delivery of it, thoroughly deserves.

    2. By David Tapley, August 23, 2010 @ 3:40 pm

      Every teenager reaches a point where they want to go down to their garages and partake in some metaphysical ritual. I don’t why it happened to me. All I can say is that by age 14, I had to urge to clear out all the old boxes, grab some friends and form a troupe of noise makers. It’s been happening for over 20 years, no longer to bands have to meet at art college or at the musical Academy their parents sent them to, it can happen organically right where your Dad parks his car. Bands split up, bands grow up and bands leave the garage, destined for bigger places. Some bands buy studios, some bands build their own practice spots and some bands set up their equipment in the den of their new three bedroom home.

      When I picked up the Real Estate record ( myspace.com/realestate ), it was clear to me that they had never left the garage. This was an album straight out of the U.S suburbs, straight off the 4-track on a summers day. Seeing that the band were playing a show in Dublin’s Crawdaddy, I was excited to pick up tickets but I was skepticle of how the sound of the record I loved so much would come across the speakers. I almost felt like the more appropriate gig would require me to fly over to New Jersery and sit in the beach chair next to the old bikes and fishing rods in the drummers garage. Nonetheless, I went to the show with an open mind on a warm Monday in May.

      The band had drawn quite a crowd on the first night of their European vacation. The second I walked into the cavern that is Crawdaddy, the homely garage feeling was immediately apparent. The merchandise table was run by a friend of the band who informed me all t-shirts we’re “handmade by the lead singer” and that I would “never feel another tote bag quite like this”. Their set opened with a walk down past the “beechwood trees” and “the flow of muddy water” in the fast paced stomper, “Green River”. As they launched into the aptly titled “Suburban Dogs”, drummer Etienne Duguay mimiced a robot, keeping his arms dead straight, a nod to the casio beats used on the record.

      David Byrne once said “the better a singers voice, the harder is is to believe what he is singing”. The vocals of lead singer Martin Courtney reminded me of this. With his far from polished tone he could deliver lines like “Traveling lightly in your neighbor’s yard / burned out rolling candle, calling cards / Someone forgot the golden rule / let’s go find another swimming pool” from the song “Pool Swimmers” with such conviction. An ode to jumping your neighbours fences and swimming in their pools at night may be a little far away from the sort of thing we’d do in Dublin; still, it endorsed that suburban summer feeling that resonated around the small garage-like venue. We were transported to New Jersey circa 1994.

      The acoustics of the room washed with the guitars, making them sound very dissonant adding to the chilled out surf-rock feeling of the songs but at the same time beefing up the group’s sound during the more bouncy, jubilant songs such as “Beach Comber”. This rocker was the pinnacle of the set, a song set on Pensacola Beach during an exchange between a boy and girl. “Until you find your Rolex in the sand / you won’t be stopping / Until that solid gold is in your hand / you won’t be happy”. The band’s geeky guitarist, Matthew Mondanile told a few funny anicdotes of their brief stay in Dublin between songs. He told the crowd of their taxi driver who brought them on a tour around Dublin showing them things like “that big needle in the sky”.

      It was clear that I was not the only one in the crowd who was absorbed by the bands cheerful attitude and humour such that the audience reaction brought the band back on stage to do an encore. After announcing that the final tune of the night was called “Let’s Rock the Beach”, the crowd erupted in cheers. Even this, a jangly guitar instrumental that sounds like something from an 1980′s skateboard video was met with a thunderous applause; a unanamous positive reaction from an musically massaged audience.

      In a music scene that is awash with these sort of dreamy guitar bands such as Fleet Foxes and Grizzly Bear, Real Estate bring something new to the table, along with something old. Keeping alive a tradition and an attitude that seemed to die years ago when Pro Tools and Auto tune were born, Real Estate are a ray of light, a refreshing breath of air lost in between all the overly refined acts of the last ten years. They seem like they’ve never wanted to grow up and leave their tiny garage in suburban New Jersey.

    3. By Brian Avkid Aston, August 23, 2010 @ 4:51 pm

      Kings of Leon at Oxegen 2009 was certainly not a recent gig – but feels like yesterday to me. And it was just over a year ago, so that counts yeah?

      Even before the band arrived on the stage, the energy of the crowd could be felt in that muddy field in Punchestown!

      As soon as I thought the buzz could not get any better, the band played their first note! After that, it didn’t really matter what song they played! The fun and energy was there!

      They opened with “Notion” and continued through all the hits such as “Molly’s Chambers”, “Closer”, “Sex on Fire”, “Use Somebody”, and finished powerfully with “Black Thumbnail”.

      After the show, I found their setlist at http://www.setlist.fm/setlist/kings-of-leon/2009/oxegen-festival-naas-ireland-1bd65df0.html and find myself returning to that page regularly to relive my Kings of Leon concert experience, as I play the whole set from start to finish!

      The sound was impeccable! I could make out every word of every song, while still feeling the strong thud of the kick drum in my chest!

      Certainly one of the most memorable gigs I have ever been to, and the only thing that can possibly beat it would be Mumford & Sons at this year’s Electric Picnic. Pity I don’t have a ticket…. :(

    4. By Aisling Hudson - Live Mic, August 23, 2010 @ 6:05 pm

      Paddy Casey- Gig Review
      The Dew Drop Inn
      Kill, Co. Kildare
      June 26th 2010
      support on the night by Sive and her band and Colin Scallen (footage also available)

      Kill, where? thats what I said. But to my amazment Kill is a cool spot, well the Dew Drop Inn isa cool spot annnnnnnway. I arrive stupidly early for a gig in The Late Lounge… i think I got there a something like 5… but he wether was truely scorching and I hd 1 of the funniest books ever written with me, Hunter S. Thompson’s “Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas” which I read in its entirety before the gig while I relaxed in the sun and ate a lovely dinner… and drank coffee to my hearts content…

      So around 7 Paddy and Colin Arrived so I got to go in and listen to the sound check and watch the set up of the gig… which I love cause i get to learn… I must admit the the sound engineer in Kill knows what he is doing. The venue in general is well organised, the website tells the potential visiting band, tour manager whatthe specs of the vnue are.. which is very handy… the mics are well tested for popping and what not an I think everyone was happy with the checks..

      After all the artists had finished sound checks the lead in music was turned on. I remember distintly being so impressed wth the que of songs played before the gig that I actually wrote them down! and the were as follows ol! how anal :D
      they included Pink Floyd, Radiohead, Jeff Buckley.. I was happy out… having said that.. I was at a Kila gig there and was less impressed with the lead in music..

      First up was a Sive.
      http://www.myspace.com/sivemusic

      I was blown away by this girls style and haunting voice. The Passion and sway and flow of her music was breath taking. there were tones of Bjork mixed with influence of Spanish Flamenco.. i think… her band each and every 1 were equally as passionate and seemed to be oblivious to the fact that I was pretty much the only person listening to them. How the crowd present at the gig could choose to talk so loudly I will never comprehend.

      Immediately afterwards like the pro that he is, was Colin Scallan.
      http://www.youtube.com/user/colinscallan

      I wote at the time that he reminded me very much of James Taylor, who I love… so far everything was perfect.

      Paddy came on then, the crowd had been so rude the whole night so far, but I really thought that they would shut up for themain act… I mean when you pay 20 euro to go to hear someone play live… would you not listen? as Mark Geary said 1 night to an extremely loud group at a gig in Greysones… ‘its cheap in but its cheaper out’ They continued… to speak louder than the A system… if you dont believe me… go here and listen!

      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FIj6jbW-Rqc

      So ANYWAY! paddy opened with the above ong, Close your eyes.. its a new song and I simply fell in love iwith it the first time I heard it… check it out.
      another easy listening tune, sweet as only he knows how..Dont need Anyone, before liveningup the room with classics such as Addicted to Company, The Lucky One, Take it easy on you, and Refugee…. and Living..

      The crowd eventually seemed to tuneinto the fact that an internationally acclaimed person was singing for them onstage and managed to engage enough to listen, sing and dance… it could have been the fact tha they were mostly drunk by this stage… but for whatever reason, everyoe seemd to have a great night, I know I did.

      The lovely thing about going to a Paddy Casey gig is that he makes such a huge effort to meet everyone that is interested after the gig… and is geuinely appreciative of those who come to his gigs, whether they listen or not… he a really nice guy and has a huge voice.. and a heart of gold… but that irrelevant lol! his gigs are deadly…

      Afterwrds we laughed with some hardcore fans in the green room… obviously not drinking as that would be illegal… but being accomodated… and then I drove back t Arlow over the most amazing mountains in this coutry… The Wicklow Gap.. wow! i was a tired but satisfied bunny!

      now I want to go see my all time favorite band and singer ever… th composers of my all time favorite album ever, ‘For the Birds’ The Frames and Glen Hansard on their first official date as The Frames in toooo long! so vote for my review… you know I deserve it!

      Rave on!
      Live Mic

    5. By Joseph Byrne, August 23, 2010 @ 7:23 pm

      My review is going to be of the Florence and the Machine concert, which took place in the Olympia Theatre on the 3rd of May 2010

      As I walked into town with the sun shining, I could not help but think there is nothing like a mix of sunshine, strolling and heading down to see a very talented artist in a small intimate venue like The Olympia Theater.

      When i first saw the announcement, having missed the previous Olympia shows I was delighted to hear Florence was coming back to play two nights in the intimate surroundings of the Olympia Theatre. These shows could of definitely been held in a bigger venue, but it wasn’t, and boy was it a good decision.

      The show started with a bang as the sound of the song of Howl rung around the arena as the curtain slowly drew upwards revealing an amazing set which now consists of a mini orchestra. The keyboards and the harp were on the right of the stage with Florence tucked away on the left as Florence’s amazing voice kicked the crowd into full voice too.

      Suddenly its clear why this show is in the Olympia, the only words for her vocals are immense or flawless as her voice echo’s around the amphitheater which right now feels like it was built in 1879 and has been waiting for a voice like hers with the venue’s natural acoustics to compliment each other so well.

      Florence took a moment during the show to sing Happy Birthday to her drummers dad who was up in one of the boxes in the venue as the whole crowd did their obligatory part in the show and sang it with her. She goes on to explain that it seems that its now part of the set as every few shows its someones birthday and that she might have to release it as a single (which got a few chuckles around the crowd).

      She finished off her set with You got the love which is the song which really has done wonders for her despite being a cover song and Dog days are over. She seems so pleased as the crowd sing back every word to her at times leaving her not needing to say a word as the crowd become the star of the show. Florence climbs up onto the amps during the lull in the song as the band keep things ticking over as she runs practice drills for a 3 count where she wants the crowd to go nuts and jump and mosh like crazy. After 2 successful count and jumps she does it for real and belts out the final part of the song as the crowd lap up every last minute of her epic voice.

      The lights go down as the band leave the stage and the obligatory “One more tune” rings out around the Olympia before a massive cheers goes up as they return. She belts out Kiss with a Fist and Rabbit Heart finishing off what was a thoroughly enjoyable show where Florence captivated her crowd with her stage presence and delighted us with her amazing voice. Thanks to the perfect venue acoustics and flawless vocals.

    6. By Alan O Regan, August 23, 2010 @ 8:53 pm

      EIGHTY THOUSAND PEOPLE, 106 ACTS, BEAUTIFUL SUNSHINE AND SOME MORE MUSIC……….THAT IS PUKKLEPOP.

      This was our second Pukklepop festival; four Irish lads left the city of cork at the god damn awful hour of half past four in the morning to embark on our trip to Pukklepop, Brussels. All the time not knowing which act would make our skin tingle, raise our heart beats and make us scream, roar and shout at the top of our lungs to the astounding performance happening right before our eyes!

      At this festival we saw all the large acts and tried to catch as many of the small act too! From Limp Bizkit to Mumford and sons but the act that still stand out and that will be engraved in our minds for us to see is that of AND SO I WATCH YOU FROM AFAR and 2MANYDJS.

      2MANYDJS is an act that two of us had seen before, but the other two had not! Live on their new tour and their performance left nothing to be desired. They were in a word, Amazing. Never before have I nor the other three punters been so astounded at a performance. They pleased the crowd with a fantastic light show that would be seldom rivalled. They left no areas untouched and they broke boundaries with their mixing abilities. The complexity of their cross fading across four decks, all the time adjusting their effects and visual entertainments left the crowd in awe. They were one of the acts, if not the act, that attracted the most to the main stage! Filling the entire main stage area and even beyond!

      Not only did they perform the classical and most famous of their tracks but they gave the audience a teaser of their new remixes and new ones to be released in the near future. Spurring the crowd in to a flurry of dancing, jumping and sheer excitement. “YOU SHOOK ME ALL NIGHT LONG” and “Daft Punk/Aerodynamics mash up” were two of the most notable, sending the crowd into what can only be described as a unified frenzy. Looking around during this not one person seemed to be able to contain their dancing selves and all inhibitions were let loose with the audience captivated by the strength and uplifting remix!

      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aK3htQouM8c

      To follow this one punter had the idea of making his way up the private gang way mid concert, and proceed to climb up on stage, immediately being pursued by security; to the entertainment of the rest of the attending audience. All the time grabbing the crowd’s attention and dancing on stage any time that he could. Security levels rose rapidly to catch the confident and brash punter, only to see him leap off the stage on the left hand side on to the bass bins, and then back into the crowd, who only left up an almighty cheer to his successful stage run.

      This is one act that I and I’m sure all others at it would gladly see again. They left all punters in an ecstatic state and everyone was uplifted to a near euphoric state by the performance of 2MANYDJS. The only flaw and downfall that I found at this gig was that I did not try to get in to the VIP pit from the main pit. The sound, lighting and visuals throughout the act were amazing to say the least, only to be topped atmosphere of the crowd.

      Although I have to admit that there were many more acts that deserve and should be reviewed. One such band is that of AND SO I WATCH YOU FROM AFAR. They are a post rock Irish band, who over the last year have gained a massive following of not only one that’s contained in Ireland. Their recent tour with THEM CROOKED VULTURES has helped them gain recognition on a European level.They greeted the crowd ten minutes before scheduled and they crowd had amassed to well over the tents capacity, with hundreds standing outside, ten layers deep soaking up the sun as they played. At a guess there were around five thousand, which at a visual guess, considering the tent was a four thousand man tent. At their last year appearance they performed to a mere three hundred, a testament proving how much popularity they have gained in the last year. They performed for a dazzling forty minutes without fail. Performing tracks mainly from recently released “LETTERS” ep. and from their self titled album. Such as S IS FOR SALAMANDER

      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D6VIJDKZis0
      Which sent the crowd into a wave of movement to their uplifting and empowering sound. With the synchronised lighting setup of strobes, and flashing coloured lights they really began to push the limits of Irish bands to be able to reproduce their live sound at a level close to that of recording.
      By the end of the set the crowd was astonished that they proceeded to push their limits even further, after playing for a staggering 35 minutes at possible the most energetic level i have ever seen bar a few, they entered in to one of their most complex and draining songs that they perform, SET GUITARS TO KILL. All four members began to mosh and spin their guitars on stage, yet never missing a beat or note, all to the sight of five thousand strong punters following suit by nodding and jumping to the beats.

      As the final note rang out a roar and cheer that would rival the armies of old sung out across the Pukklepop campsite, sending a tingle down our necks. This was a gig that truly blew us away. All of us left bemused at how they never missed a note, and how they gained such a diverse following. Most definitely a band that should be on your to see list, and they are one that I will be seeing again.

      Pukklepop as an event as a whole is one that me and many others would highly recommend. The event is brilliant and is one of excellent proportions. The line up this year was a fantastic one. AND SO I WATCH YOU FROM AFAR and 2MANYDJS were the most prolific and entertaining there, although they other acts followed closely behind. These acts should be on everyone’s list to see as they will not disappoint in anyway, and more than likely perform at a level better than expected.

    7. By Eoin Dixon Murphy, August 23, 2010 @ 10:17 pm

      Stevie Wonder, The o2, 24th of June 2010
      _____________________________________________

      As I awoke early on a sunny Thursday in June, I knew it was going to be a long and interesting day. Today was the day my Dad was getting married for the second time, and also the day of the much anticipated Stevie Wonder concert. It’s obvious to say that I was much more excited about the latter.
      “How can you go to both?” my friends asked. I wasn’t sure, but I knew I couldn’t miss either. I accidentally found out my Dad was getting remarried a couple of months before he officially told me, so in keeping with our relationship’s secrecy, I decided not to tell him that I was bailing half way through the ceremony to head to the gig. I thought it would be much easier to do if I kept it a secret until a few days beforehand. It would at least buy me some time, and it seemed only fair. The plan was to arrive, have dinner, converse with relatives and then hop in a taxi to The o2. The wedding was being held in Merrion Square, so it seemed fairly possible to do both. Either way, seeing Stevie Wonder perform was a once in a life time experience, it had to be done. It’s not like my Dad hadn’t been married before!

      However Stevie wasn’t the only musical act I was going to witness that day, as we all know that with weddings comes the dreaded wedding band. Yet I didn’t know what to think because in this case it wasn’t your typical performer. A long time friend of my Dad, Paul Harrington, volunteered to play. For those of you who are unfirmiliar with this man, Paul won the Eurovision Song Contest for Ireland back in 1994 with the hit “Rock N Roll Kid”. The question I asked myself was “What’s cheesier, the Eurovision or wedding bands?”. To my surprise he was actually quite good, and invited me up on stage to perform a few songs with his band. His trio consisted of keys, guitar and drums, playing an array of classics and ultimately producing an impressive and powerful sound.

      Realising the time, I downed my drink and headed for the door. Staying in my suit and arriving at The o2 looking slick was probably the best idea I’d had all day. A passerby commented saying that my brother and I looked as if we were in the mafia. I’m yet to decide whether this was a good thing or not. We found our seats, and everything was going perfectly. There was no support act, so this meant an extra long show of Wonder. The lights dimmed, and Stevie appeared on stage.

      Thirty seconds into it and I was already impressed. He’d managed to walk up the little side steps, across the stage and find his seat at his piano without any help. Just incase you didn’t know… he’s blind. This was followed by a string of hits both old and new – from his 1968 hit classic “For Once In My Life” to his later 1984 ballad “I Just Called To Say I Love You”. A nice touch was his cover of the Michael Jackson song “Human Nature”, as he preformed it as a dedication to The King of Pop on the eve of the first anniversary of his death.

      Backed by a massive band (which consisted of guitarists, a drummer, a bass player, percussionists, sax players, keyboard players and backing singers.) his performance lived up to my expectations. He produced hit after hit and had the crowd calling out for more, chanting “Stevie, Stevie!” at every short moment of silence. He captivated the audience with every riff, and proved that even at the age of 60, he’s still got the “funk”.

      As the gig came to an end, I was left awestruck and satisfied. With a setlist of 24 songs, Stevie gave a magnificent performance of all. His voice was sublime and definitely stood the test of time, and his ability to jump between four different instruments throughout was inspiring. His talent was truly mesmerizing.

      I can definitely say that skipping out on my Dad’s wedding to see one of my favorite artists of all time was well worth it. Let’s just hope he’s still married the next time Stevie’s in town!

    8. By Holly Stockwell-Quinn, August 23, 2010 @ 11:01 pm

      hi larious. :P

      • By Eoin Dixon Murphy, August 24, 2010 @ 2:21 am

        Thanks holy!

    9. By Maurice Coyle, August 24, 2010 @ 4:27 pm

      Having seen Toots & the Maytals for the first time at Electric Picnic 2005 and been to most, if not all, Irish performances since, I knew what to expect. Soothing reggae, frenzied up-tempo ska lifts, good-natured interaction with the crowd and the odd tantrum. Toots always seems to have the same complaints as every other Reggae star i’ve seen in Ireland….”I can’t hear myself, turn it up, more bass”. Must be some sort of cultural disconnect there cos Reggae’s the only style of music where i’ve seen performers stop in the middle of a show to openly berate the sound engineers and ask them to make adjustments. Maybe they’re the only ones with the audacity. Usually from the audience’s point of view the sound is fine and i’ve put it down to equal parts showmanship and subjectivity, or at least that’s been my experience…..until the recent gig in Tripod, that is.

      I’m choosing to believe Toots wasn’t himself and has plenty of gigs left in the tank but last Saturday’s gig was distinctly lack-lustre. The Maytals were their characteristic sombre selves, looking like they were in it for the pay-cheque, which has always part of their appeal – they’re working for a living up there, knocking out their classic tunes to appreciative audiences, easing the crowd into oh-so-comfortable favourites like a pair of well-worn slippers and then at the drop of a hat, letting loose with Ska mayhem to get the dancehall leaping. All the great tunes were there, the female vocalists were enthusiastic as always, adding a smoothe and lively flavour to every tune, barely showing their advancing years. Tonight, however, it was Toots himself who looked off his game. He sounded like he had a sore throat, barely able to sing above a croaky murmur (not the long-suffering sound engineer’s fault, i’m sure of it!) and approaching the whole show with a palpable lack of commitment. The ska interludes were shorter than normal, Toots not as bouncy and as a result the whole gig was less breathless than you can usually expect.

      Like all greats when things aren’t going well, Toots blamed everyone
      but himself. The sound engineer was called out a number
      of times in between tunes as Toots got more and more impatient, during 54-46 not even getting to the now-staple “Give it to me …. 10 times” on his first attempt but gamely trying again, whether out of stubbornness or lack of inspiration we’ll never know. He said it was the first time the crowd had actually fist-pumped up to 10 rather than laughing along with the obvious joke. Sadly, this wasn’t a coincidence – the crowd simply wasn’t on the same wavelength as Toots because he hadn’t engaged as he usually does so it went over their heads.

      At 65 years old and having been a recording artist since 1962, the odd off-night here and there is not only inevitable but for his many devotees, expected and to them, it doesn’t matter a jot. Those who hadn’t seen Toots live before may grumble, but for a legion for adoring fans who have been to many a frenzied gig with Toots at the helm, it’s a case of giving the great man a break and waiting til he comes back fit and ready to dance.

    10. By Ruth Kelly, August 24, 2010 @ 4:38 pm

      Friday 23rd December 1988 – Bros play “The Point Depot” well I tell you if there was ever a concert that blew my mind away it was that! I’d fallen in love with this band in the early 80′s and when I heard they were going to play I was determined to berate my mother until she bought my ticket! Times were tough than so £13 for a ticket was tough but the relentless whinging I’d say was tougher on the mother. I’ll never forget that feeling of touching that ticket, I thought my world was going to implode in on it’s self, cue frantic screams about what to wear and how on earth was I to find “real” Grolsch bottle tops. To my delight my uncle was heading to Germany on a training trip for the w/end and he promised to bring me back a pair. Onto Meath St for the obligatory Bros Jeans and White shirt with printed Bros image on the back of it!

      Come the 23rd December 1988 I was delerious from the excitment of waiting. My pal’s dad drove us in and left us at the gate, my god if we screamed once we screamed a thousand times while watching the windows of The Point, thinking it was Matt or Luke at the windows, if the truth be known it was probably some bloke getting his kicks from the hysterical girls.

      Once the doors opened there was an unimaginable stampede! I don’t even think they checked our tickets, we just baled in! Straight up to the front we went. It felt like an age before Bros appeared on stage and when they did I nearly threw up with the excitment! Matt n Luke were hoisted up on harnesses and they flew out over the crowd causing mass pandamonia, my poor pal passed out and dropped to the ground, I didnt care, my loyalty to Bros was too fierce, I was only short of rolling her over and standing on her back to try and reach the lads flying!

      That concert was probably my best experience at a gig but that’s probably more down to hormones if the truth be told!

      These days my taste in music has……let’s say… matured and I’ve been to many a gig from Kasabian, to Kings of Leon, Florence and the Machine, Faithless, Blur, Rage against the Machine, The Prodigy, Chemical Brothers, Oasis and most recently my newest find Lissie, a soulful girl from “the deep south” a girl who sings like theres no tomorrow with a sound of her own with snippets of the legendary Stevie Nicks and while I’ve been too too lucky to experience all these concerts I’m not sure they’ve ever reduced me to want to stand on my friend to get closer to the artist’s…who knows maybe Electric Picnic will electrify me into another stampede!

      • By AMP Sound Systems, August 24, 2010 @ 7:20 pm

        Well done Ruth. Thanks for the review. Your link is now ready to be voted on at http://www.facebook.com/AMPSoundSystems

        • By Nicole Ellis, August 25, 2010 @ 10:32 am

          Haha very good Ruth. Hope you win, humour is the way to go. some of the other reviews were boring. p.s glad your music taste has matured haha

      • By Christine Ashe, August 25, 2010 @ 3:53 pm

        Aw Ruth….. what can i say that story is brilliant!!!! Even while i was reading i imagined my first concert and that feeling you had!!! absoultely brilliant Ruth…. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

      • By viktor, August 25, 2010 @ 7:22 pm

        great review Ruth, like the style
        congrats

        • By Angela Fleming, September 1, 2010 @ 8:42 am

          Ruth you are a legend, great review. Good luck chicken x x

    11. By Rachel, August 25, 2010 @ 10:07 am

      Haha you gota love it… I had the bros Jeans as did most late 80′s tweenagers & teenagers! Never got to go to the gig so thanks for the memories Ruth!

    12. By Lynn, August 25, 2010 @ 7:07 pm

      Reading this evokes emotions of the excitement I felt as a teen going to see (don’t laugh please!)….backstreet boys! Everybody has gone through the emotions you have described here. Thanks for the trip down memory lane!

    13. By Yvonne Joseph, August 26, 2010 @ 10:14 pm

      DJ Yoda June 11 2010 @ The Twisted Pepper.

      I was summoned by friends to attend Dj Yoda’a set at the Twisted Pepper, which offered an option of partially secluded booths, if arriving fashionably tardy is not your style. There was an overall dim ambiance within the dance area, optimal for those timid movers however not for those itching to flaunt and parade their assets and skills. Space was confined with constant collisions of varied limbs, on the other hand there was an intimate vibe and one could nearly discern the Djs features!!.
      I had never heard or seen Dj Yoda previously, however was pleasantly surprised and enthralled by his performance. His choice of melodic sounds complimented someone from my era, not an antique but neither a fledgling.
      Yoda comes with a number of credentials including being one of six nominees for the best UK Hip Hop DJ, and wining DMC DJ award of the year of the scratch category 2001. Scratch, indeed he did with great finesse, he adeptly and effortlessly moved us from one sweltering melody to the next. His scratching skills were definitely no secret, however in m y opinion he might have flitted between songs almost too briskly, an extra minute to savor an enjoyable tune would have been palatable. Nonetheless overall, an enjoyable experience. To sample his mixes check http://www.myspace.com/djyodauk/music/playlists.

    14. By Joe Leogue, August 27, 2010 @ 12:37 am

      (Recently written by me for guesslist.ie)

      It’s guesslist’s third consecutive year at Primavera, and it is evident by the Departure Lounge at Cork Airport that Barcelona will once again become a pilgrimage site for hundreds of Irish festival goers.
      The combination of the line-up, the location and the value for money relative to Irish events continues to be a draw, though the last factor is obviously made a reality by the huge product placement and sponsorship advertising throughout the Parc Del Forum site.

      Our festival kicks off on Thursday with a madcap performance of the near-naked Monotonix on the Vice stage. Starting their set in the crowd, their warm-up consists of lead singer and guitarist slinging beer at each other – then the real madness begins. Stage-diving off drum kits, playing blistering rock in every possible section of the crowd (including bringing equipment into the seated area) they kick our Primavera off with a bang.

      Stopping for food (the less of which is said about the €8 burger the better), we take in an impressive set from Titus Andronicus who inject a new life into guitar led punk/postpunk/whateveryourhavingyourself and will have won over new fans this week (this one included).

      ‘Are they good live?’ a friend who has just discovered The xx asks as we head to the Ray Ban stage. Their performance sums them up perfectly – note perfect replication of their eponymous debut, zero stage presence. This is fine, if you know what you’re getting yourself into but the Londoners lose alot of the crowd. They are a perfect example of a band that benefit more from playing to a crowd in a dedicated gig, rather than a solid festival act. By the background chatter of disinterested punters, this impression is shared by many.

      We kill time by checking out a bit of Superchunk who seem to be pleasing the big turnout, before hitting Broken Social Scene. It’s a mixed performance, mad cap at times and overall a bit disjointed but a fine array of songs from across the new album and favoruites such as ‘You Forgot It In People’ make it worthwhile.

      The same can’t be said for The Big Pink who somehow prove to be a decent draw to the Pitchfork stage despite being terribly dull. The next close to two hours, however, are all about Pavement.
      Having read recent reviews of their Dublin show which suggested a disinterested performance by Steve Malkmus, I was delighted to see a guitar-swinging, joking Malkmus throw hit after hit into the crowd. It’s a real highlight to jump around to opener ‘Cut Your Hair’ and a finishing with the likes of ‘Stereo,’ ‘Two States,’ ‘Range Life’ and an encore of ‘Gold Soundz’ ‘Shady Lane’ and ‘Stop Breathin”.
      From there we dance to Delorean before crashing at Moderat who are uninvolving – or maybe it’s the fact that it’s 4am. Round two begins in twelve hours…

    15. By Yvonne Joseph, August 27, 2010 @ 4:37 pm

      Yvonne Joseph’s gig Review for our Electric Picnic Competition.
      DJ Yoda June 11 2010 @ The Twisted Pepper. Scratch hip-hop.

      I was summoned by friends to attend DJ Yoda’s set at the Twisted Pepper, which offered an option of partially secluded booths, if arriving fashionably tardy is not your style. There was an overall dim ambiance within the dance area, optimal for those timid movers however not for those itching to flaunt and parade their assets and skills. Space was confined with constant collisions of varied limbs, on the other hand there was an intimate vibe and one could nearly discern the DJs’ features!!.
      I had never heard or seen DJ Yoda previously, however was pleasantly surprised and enthralled by his performance. His choice of melodic sounds complimented someone from my era, not an antique but neither a fledgling.
      Yoda comes with a number of credentials including being one of six nominees for the best UK Hip Hop DJ, and wining DMC DJ award of the year of the scratch category 2001. Scratch, indeed he did with great finesse, he adeptly and effortlessly moved us from one sweltering melody to the next. His scratching skills were definitely no secret, however in my opinion he might have flitted between songs almost too briskly, an extra minute or two to savor an enjoyable tune would have been palatable. Nonetheless, overall, an enjoyable experience. To sample his mixes check http://www.myspace.com/djyodauk/music/playlists.

    16. By noelle sousa, August 28, 2010 @ 2:56 pm

      The best Gig i was at this year has to be Stevie Wonder… He was amaaaaaaaaaaaazing… He never stopped once the whole time he was on, every so often he was wiped with a towel by one of the backing singers… All of his harmonicas were laid out size wise on the piano… He was really really inspirational. He made a mistake on the piano at one stage an said to the crowd ”oops i wasnt lookin at the keys”… I have never seen a standing ovation last as long as the one that night did. He was so so so good, you really cam away thinking, worth every penny an what a man an how lucky we all are with what the cards we’ve been dealt in life!!! The main thing of course was the SOUND wink wink, it was so so good..

    17. By Rosie, August 29, 2010 @ 9:50 pm

      What MAKES a gig? A drummer with an afro? A bassist with a skill for head banging? Or a lead singer who can’t be heard over the screaming groupies..including guys! Leaving my questions hanging there, I’m going to take you back to the night that Rumours of a Rift premiered in our little town of Gorey.

      The old saying “You have to start somewhere”, didn’t much apply to this band. A herd of supporters-turned-fans showed up to the popular pub to hear what they had to offer. With so much expectation resting on their shoulders, it would have been easy for the lads to mess up under the pressure, oh but not them..! Lead guy Larry took to the stage with confidence as if he were introducing milk to cornflakes. The four lads opened the night with an absolute fire cracker rendition of “Hard to Handle”. Bassist Kevin, guitarist Gavin and drummer Ben along with Larry showed what it was to knock sparks off the typical “garage band” and it wasn’t long before they had the place on their feet dancing like there was no tomorrow!
      Hit after hit was played, including covers and originals that would make you wish they had a record deal.

      To round off, what can only be described as a kick-ass night, they played a crowd pleasing “All These Things That I’ve Done”, followed by howls of “encore!”

      So what MAKES a gig?

      An amazing audience and an even better band ;)

    18. By AMP Sound Systems, August 29, 2010 @ 11:33 pm

      Great review. Your link is now available for voting at http://www.facebook.com/AMPSoundSystems

    19. By Jason Finnerty, August 30, 2010 @ 3:45 pm

      What makes a band, a band? Is it commercial success or hoards of groupies hanging around backstage waiting for their chance with the lead guitarist? Maybe it’s a Grammy award for Best New Artist, or having your catchy chorus sampled on an Eminem track?
      No! It’s hard work, a love of the music and your bandmates and God damn it, putting on a good live show.
      Biffy Clyro last year in the Olympia in Dublin’s fair city showed me just what it is that makes a band, a band.
      Coming from virtual obscurity from the back waters of Ayr in Scotland, Biffy suddenly hit the mainstream in 2008 with the release of their fourth album Puzzle. Shortly before the release of their fifth (and best) album to date, I stood waiting with the swaying crowd in the sweaty Olympia Theatre, chanting ‘Biffy, Biffy, Biffy.’ Shortly after, the trio of Simon, Ben and James strolled onstage and destroyed my eardrums with a blistering rendition of ‘That Golden Rule.’ Still only a newly released single at the time, each member of the crowd sang along heartily as if it was a song from the first album.
      Then song by song, I could feel the crowd gathering in momentum, almost screaming along the words as if in some vain effort to save their souls through Rock and Roll. Simon, bearded and tattooed, released his vocals upon our willing ears with such intensity and ferocity that I’m sure there was blood on shoulders before the night was out. Playing most of the set in drop D on his fender, gave me the feeling that ‘no way can a three piece sound so loud.’ But they were. The mic on Ben’s kick drum was surely made from some new precious material dropped off by something out of Roswell, New Mexico, the sound was so bone shattering that the pulse of it coming through the floor literally changed my molecular make up. James, who frowns upon just about any effects pedals for his Bass, still managed to treat his guitar as some sort of ancient sledgehammer with which to instill pleasure in even the most timid of rocker.
      An hour and a half later, and the standard Biffy encore. Shirts off, and sweaty bodies ripped into ‘The Captain’ which although not one of their better tunes, had the crowd singing along like they were at an Oasis concert.
      Although Biffy Clyro still remain unknowns in the world of mainstream popular culture, perhaps some of our radio friendly artists may take a leaf out of there book. They haven’t had a break in seven years. Rattling out five phenomonal albums and constant touring which sees them do well in excess of 100 shows a year.
      What makes a band, a band? Just look to Biffy Clyro for your answer.

    20. By red breen, August 30, 2010 @ 6:52 pm

      Last Saturday I checked out the MYF line up of The Juice, The Barley Mob and Super Soul with DJ Chris Maher. Settling in at one of the picnic tables front of stage with a couple of mates, Belgian waffle and fresh coffee in hand, I got ready for the funky sounds of The Juice, an acoustic three piece band from South Dublin. The lads played a medley of tunes including numbers from their upcoming album mixed with some popular cover versions. Lead singer Andrew Dixon wowed the audience with his impressive vocals, backed up by guitarist Niall Murphy and drummer Stuart Hennessy.

      Post gig, I caught up with band back stage and found out what The Juice is all about. “Our influences are so varied” explains Andrew “Everything from Motown to Daft Punk.” An eclectic mix indeed! With two albums under their belts, “Chasing The Comfort” and “Truth Lies and Music”, the guys are recording their third album as well as preparing for the release of their upcoming single “I’m Not Gone”. Regulars on the Irish gig scene, The Juice are fully booked up for the rest of the summer.

      “We do all sorts” says Stuart “We’re supporting Aslan and we have plenty of local gigs lined up.” “We’re also in the competition to play at Arthur’s Day” adds Neil “So hopefully you’ll see us at Guinness Hop Store!” The band enjoyed performing at the recent Dublin City Soul Festival, where they played a blinder at the Soul Picnic. “From busking to festivals – we love it all” beams Andrew. You can catch them every Friday in The Purty Kitchen in Temple Bar – the home from home of The Juice!

      Next up was a mellow soul, funk and disco set with DJ Chris Maher. Just the ticket for a relaxing afternoon as Chris delved into his infamous record bag for our entertainment. The stage came alive once more with live music thanks to The Barley Mob. Fronted by talented singer Adam Daly the band launched into a rip roaring set, beginning with their own “Mr Government Man”. Splicing their gig with the classic “I Don’t Wanna Wait In Vain” by their legendary namesake, the lads tore through some excellent original material. The Barley Mob finished up with a great rendition of “We Go The Distance”, a sure fire hit that got the audience on it’s feet with everyone clapping and dancing.

      You can check out The Barley Mob in Trenchtown @ 10 pm friday @ the picnic! HIGHLY RECOMMENDED!!!

    21. By Rú Hickson, August 30, 2010 @ 9:45 pm

      I Phoenix – 21st August – Crawdaddy

      This is no place for a sober man. Saturday night and Crawdaddy is heaving, as most inside will be the next morning. I’ve been here since 11 o’clock. but now it’s getting close to 1 a.m. and still no sign of the band. I wonder if I’m here due to lack of judgement because of sleep deprivation, devout fanaticism or the fact that I can no more afford a regular gig any more than a Mercedes-Benz. Whatever the reason, the only way I have stuck it out this long is because tonight was free. That and I have unrelenting optimism. There are only so many Black-Eyed Peas and Katy Perry mashups I can take before my body starts manufacturing gall stones as an excuse to leave.

      At last, movement. The DJ’s volume slides down and I Phoenix mark the audience with a hello as subtle as the Dresden bombing. “We’ve been drinking for quite a while.” Front man Conor Wilkins can’t be blamed; there are worse things to do on a Saturday night. Opening with ‘Arcadia’ is not one of them. The song is bleeding with a hypnotic vocal line and irrepressible riffs. None more so than just before the chorus, where the rhythm section is muted and the guitar screeches four bending notes which perfectly simulate that lightweight feeling you get at the top of your brain while going over a hill before a vertical drop on a rollercoaster.

      The same could be said of the gig as a whole. I Phoenix play an unrelenting set of both old and new material, which take their seats comfortably somewhere between New Order’s best work and Super Furry Animals’ most focused mania, with enough thoughtfulness and innovation to be considered truly original. They are fast, aggressive, fun and very, very drunk, like everyone’s first bedroom encounter, just without the feeling of regret or shame for a time when it’s over.

      “They asked us to play for an hour.” Bassist Kevin Brew said, condemning the last of his pint to its stomach-centric fate. “Which is why we’re on so late. There’s no way in hell we could play for an hour. I’d be dead.” At that intensity, you don’t doubt it. The set climaxes with Solaris, a genuinely tense slow-burner that just gathers momentum until breaking point, like a fat child gathers sweet wrappers until something similarly worthy of a YouTube hit occurs. Night Sparks is its clever, exciting self, founded on an ascending four-note electronica riff, egged on by a bass sound not heard since the Cooper Temple Clause’s untimely spit and what can fittingly be described as nuclear drumming.

      By the time they leave the stage, the crowd has visibly changed and there are whoops of joy and praise from new fans. Half an hour of that justifies the 2 hours previous of this – the choppy mashups and resurrected 90s teenage disco classics are back. Still, on aggregate, music won today, short though it was. There will be a day when I Phoenix do deliver a set of over 60 minutes and when that day comes, the crowd will be chanting “Long Live I Phoenix, for they are about to die for us!”

    22. By Colin Gough, August 31, 2010 @ 12:29 pm

      Pendulum – Olympia Theatre

      Pendulum was always one of those bands I wanted to see, however I never got the chance to do so. So when I was able to fandangle a ticket, I was extremely pleased. On the day of the gig, the weather was horrible, mostly grey and a damp feeling around the place. Once I walked through the doors to the venue, it all changed. The venue had a buzzing, exciting feel about. I engulfed everyone who entered, and everyone enjoyed it. This electricity in the air remained throughout the gig, with Pendulum mixing some of their classic songs, with some of their new album “Immersion” which was released in MAY 2010.

      The gig felt very intense, especially with the crowd pushing forward trying to get as close as possible to the band. I started at the back but ended up in front of the stage, I to was mesmerized by their electronic rock/drum & bass beats. Even with all the pushing and shoving their was still respect for others in the crowd. It was all about the music and the crowd made the music feel real.

    23. By Conor Brady, August 31, 2010 @ 7:51 pm

      helo i went 2 c rodriguo y gabriela
      tey wer ver funky an i hope to mary gabriella ver soon

      they plyed music on there gutars and it soundd soft an god
      they support by talnted musicans wallis bird and anuther man
      on day i wish to be rodriguo

      thankyo for eading my blog

    24. By marie stamp, September 1, 2010 @ 12:04 am

      aw ruthie thats a deadly memorie u tell it so well tnx but i was the one u were goin to roll over and stand on ha thanks but i’d have done the same luv’s ya u go hope ya win xxxxxx

    25. By Amy Coyle, September 1, 2010 @ 6:14 pm

      The gig I would like to review is Reading Festival 2010. I know i’m late with my submission, but, I can only hope that you will take pity on a poor soul like me who, if she does make it to the picnic otherwise will have only 30 euro to feed herself with for the entire month of September. Where’s the love folks?

      anyway, I could talk for hours and hours about all of the fantastic bands that I saw at this years Reading Festival.. ( Guns N’Roses, Queens of the Stoneage, Lostprophets, Gogol Bordello, LCD Soundsystem, Blood Red Shoes, Pulled Apart By Horses, Funeral Party, Beardyman, Swap-A-Rama, Hadouken!, Serj Tankian, The Maccabees, The Libertines, Arcade Fire, Blink 182, Weezer, Limp Bizkit, We Are Scientists, Foals, Los Campesinos!) But I’m only going to focus on one, and that band is Foals.

      I always underestimated Foals. They were one of those Skins generation bands that everyone was raving about and frankly, at the risk of sounding like a hip, patronising fool, ruining entirely. So, I listened to the likes of Cassius and Mathletics, and then promtly forgot all about them.

      That is, until a great friend of mine insisted I listen to Total Life Forever. It is honestly one of the greatest albums that I have ever heard and it has caused me to actually go back and take the time to listen to all those songs that I so quickly dismissed.

      Anyway, onto the gig part.. So there I was, Sunday evening of Reading Festival, smelly, broke, and separated from everyone I know in an entirely different country to the one that I live in, and in a pretty crappy mood, when I decide to go see them in the NME tent on my own. I got there just in time for the opening of Cassius. I was frantically searching for someone that I might know and getting squashed and elbowed in the process, yet still managing to enjoy the music. When I couldn’t find any of my friends I decided to get out of the crowd and sit outside in front of the big screen and watch from there. There are tonnes of groups around me, the loner, watching a gig on my own. I decided to forget about this and enjoy the wonderful music that was reaching me instead. The sun was also setting at this time so, behind the giant screen showing me the gig in the tent next to me, there is the most beautiful red, orange and pink sunset happening in the background. I lost myself completely in the music at that gig, forgetting entirely why I was in a bad mood in the first place, not caring that I had lost my friends, that my phone was dead or that I stank and had no money left, this was enough for me. Honestly, if I could live my life being in that state of mind, I would be the happiest person in existance.

      By the time Spanish Sahara was played the tears came. I know I sound extremely gay, but I couldn’t help it. It was just honestly one of the best moments of the weekend, and of my life. I’m sure though the people around me had their laughs at me though! But I couldn’t care less because I got to see one of the best live acts I have ever seen.

      I understand that the competition closed yesterday and I understand if this entry goes unnoticed, but if I don’t get to see Foals and relive that experience at Electric Picnic again this Friday then, I probably will live, but it won’t be much of an existance. Please take pity on me, I have thought of every possible option, including starvation, to get to Stradbally this weekend, and I don’t think any will work in my favour. And if not, thank you for taking the time to read this, and let me share one of the best moments of my life.

    26. By AMP Sound Systems, September 1, 2010 @ 7:26 pm

      Congratulations to Eoin Dixon Murphy who won a pair of tickets to the Picnic!

      Thanks for all entrants! Well done!

    27. By keira, July 20, 2011 @ 11:53 am

      asot 500

      brilliant brilliant brilliant

      thats all i can say

    28. By hannah, July 24, 2011 @ 11:58 pm

      the gig was great music penetrated my ears i danced whilst belting out the lyrics. Although my singing voice is not the best this is the only situation where i can get away with it and then i swayed and possibly fell i cant quite remember its all a blur from there for i was on the water all night :)

    29. By AMP Sound Systems, August 22, 2011 @ 4:37 pm

      Thanks for all the recent entries guys, but this competition has been closed for a year!

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