I realise all has been quiet around these parts for a while. But I always suppose that tytoc collie is not an outlet for personal crises' and a journal of my thoughts. But my desire for writing, experiencing, listening, chatting shit about and generally centering my life around music again has been restored.
Last night I, with my hottie on my arm, went to see The Rakes at Inside Out in Darlington, hosted by the clubnight Amplified. I'd never been to a gig in Darlington and was riddled with doubts about what to expect. As I had arranged this as a gift for my hottie I was hoping it would at least leave a vague smile on his face. The venue itself, was beautiful. A disused warehouse possibly, bare-brick walls, dark wood glass panelled windows, beautiful chandeliers and huge gold gilded mirrors. The drinks were cheap too! And the sound quality of the gig itself was surprisingly good for a small club venue. I really was won over by the place.
One of my worries before we went was that I didn't really think that Darlington would produce a crowd of people who liked The Rakes. I thought it'd be either lots of people who were unaware of the band and then you get annoyed feeling because you feel they don't appreciate an act you really like, or there would be my hottie and I and about thirteen other people. But it was really busy. With people who really, really liked The Rakes. It generated an astounding atmosphere. One which you couldn't help but get really carried away with. The hardcore kids at the front exerting a worrying amount of prolonged energy. Pushing, shoving, jumping about, jiggling unabashedly, they'll be bruised this morning.
All of this really suited the brilliant performance that The Rakes put on. I've been lucky enough to have seen them on a few previous occasions (and even have a rather odd story of meeting the very polite Alan Donahoe) and have always enjoyed them, but I think this topped it all. Which for a band that is testing material for the release of their third album, is a real testament. Some of the songs they previewed broke away from traditional sound but in a way that was genuinely filled with anticipation. All the elements of The Rakes were there. A great staple guitar band that you can rely on to produce songs that will provoke a number of emotions. The same vitality, passion and love for performing obviously has not waned at all for The Rakes. It was obvious that this enthusiasm just fuelled an already exciting crowd with a distilled excitement that by the end of the encore burst into sheer delirium which saw most of the members of the audience run the stage.
If you can make out any of the images I have scattered throughout, they do in fact try and show the vast quantities of people the security gave up trying to remove from the stage. A prize for anyone who can spot a Rake.
I found a video. I apologise, but you will have to turn your head on its side, but do not strain your neck. I will take no responsbility. You have been warned.
