Day Two. Or as it's now being called (by nobody else) Night of the Laptop Bands.

Same drill as before – there are loads of blogs you can read to see how good the bands were. I got to: Beans on Toast, a couple of minutes of Fictions set, Kisses, worriedaboutsatan, Chad Valley (he was awesome), Crystal Fighters, Stricken City, Mount Kimbie (a bizarrely short 2 song set from them), and topping it off magnificently, HEALTH.

You could read here, for example.  But not until you've finished reading this.  Come back you fickle bastards!

Thing seemed to really be in full swing now, there was a nice vibe in the Northern Quarter and some of the more er...hipster...(and I swear I'll try and limit the use of that word from now on)...element seemed much calmer than Wednesday. I only saw one bloke in deck shoes and I wasn't sure if he was a hobo or not so I gave him the benefit of the doubt.

My only lament is that, as a bass player (of no repute) myself, so many of the bands I saw tonight saw fit not to have one in their group. This makes me sad.

At least HEALTH's John Famiglietti had the good grace to play one. Loudly. So loudly it was like being punched right in the chest, like that night in Hamburg when I had to pay to...er...wait, that's not a story for this time.

Onwards to day three. I'm knackered, hence the succinctitudious manner of my post today. Yeah. That is a word. It's a new word. You probably haven't heard of it.

More tomorrow.