This story is exactly four years old.When we were thinking about the program of our Friday night with my Austrian friend, she suggested we go to a nearby pub (Bourke Street? anyway, close to Oxford Street) where a concert was taking place that night. The band was called "Architecture in Helsinki". She did not know anything about them but - being an architect herself - was interested about the extra connotations it might have.
So we went there (no idea if it was our first time in that pub but we certainly visited it several times) and we even payed for the entrance (rare thing - most concerts were free). It was even more special knowing that I can count on one hand the concerts I went to during my stay in Sydney.
And then we saw the concert - yes, it was rather visual, with bizarre costumes, decorations everyhere and around a dozen people jammed on the tiny "stage" (almost as many as the audience) playing encountable number of instruments for something that could be categorized (if we must) as "undergroung pop" and was really funny. My friend fell instantly in love with the bassist - he was a very cute little thing (approximately 18 years old), with curly black hair and innocent blue eyes.
We loved the whole thing and cheered and danced all along and concluded by the end that if they could manage not to have 2-3 minutes pause between each song (time needed to rearrange the huge number of instruments and performers) it would be a great gig.
We chatted with the band later on and found out that the name was chosen because it sounded cool and that it had nothing to do with them being architectures or coming from Helsinki. We almost bought T-shirts. The enthousiasm of my friend went so far (OK, I encouraged) that she invited the cute little guitarist to join us in the salsa place we were heading afterwards. We were waiting for him there but he did not show up.
This part is all new.When I opened "Metro" on my morning train today, I've found out (I almost dropped it to the ground like if I've seen a ghost) that they will be
playing next week in Brussels. I've also found out that
their second album just came out.
They will play in London on the 4th of June (King's College); in Boston on the 7th (Middle East Downstairs); and in Vancouver on the 14th (Richards on Richards).
Update post-concertum: the good new is: there is hope! They did manage to minimalize the pauses, actually, there was none. In consequence they were running around so energetically that they did not manage to last much longer than an hour and because we missed the first two songs this was, like, my shortest concert ever. But it was great!
And let me explain a bit more the hidden message of the post: this concert is a MUST for you guys out there in Boston and in Vancouver - it is like a virtual present from me, look at it as if I was there and dragged you to the concert by my own two hands. It is like looking up at the moon knowing that it is the same moon from all parts of the globe... Note to i: I tried to convince them after the gig to come and play at Sziget-fesztivál - they might be there next year!
Good jumping up and down! And don't be late like we were :-)
