The Big Pink

And before we start no I'm not going to post about that!

It's the name of a band, one of our favourite bands at the moment, they've recently released their debut album, it's called A Brief History Of Love and it's awesome. I appreciate you may not have heard of them, they're still up and coming on the musical radar; to be honest I hadn't heard of them either until I read a review of the album somewhere. It got a mixed reception upon it's release some loved it, some loathed it and I was kind of hesitant as to whether I should take the plunge and buy it.

The last time we were in Manchester I found a copy on double vinyl, which I learned was a limited edition release complete with a two-tone coloured 12" bonus remix and only available from independent record stores; no major chains nor internet retailers were given it to sell. I couldn't resist the urge, so I took the chance and bought it before it disappeared forever. When we got home I gave it a spin on my turntable and we both instantly loved it, all of it, the whole album. We're listening to it now whilst I'm posting this, in fact we almost always play it when we're together and my baby was so impressed with it he went and bought a copy for himself on something called a CD - whatever one of those is? I believe it's a small, round, shiny piece of plastic that provides an inferior sound reproduction! Okay, call me old school but I love vinyl and it does sound better, it looks better and it's packaged better - the whole experience of buying a new vinyl record is second to none. Regardless my baby does not own a record player, he hadn't even seen one until he started going out with me! (Joke alert!)

That's the reason my baby wanted to come round tonight, to drop some clothes and stuff off ready for tomorrow night. Because tomorrow night we're going to see them, The Big Pink, at the Manchester Academy and you'd have no idea about how excited we are. Although we could be in real danger of over-hyping it all, we reckon it could be one of the best gigs ever, seriously; I mean the album does rock, at times it's like a wall of noise - guitars, bass, drums and synthesisers collide and distort with such impact it blows you away. I always say they remind of MGMT (another group we both love) with balls - a dark edge if you want me to put it politely. So we reckon live they'll be loud, they'll rock and they'll be seriously edgy - we hope so anyway; but for £8 a ticket it'll be worth it whatever. It's a joke, only £8, as soon as we noticed they were playing in Manchester the tickets were booked; seriously underpriced and if it's not sold out there's something wrong. Because we reckon the next time you get to see them play live the tickets will cost you a whole lot more; they're bound for stardom surely.