December 06, 2002

This was a secret warehouse gig organised by a friend of a friend, and ended up being quite the experience. Having come directly (via an hour-long search for a minicab willing to take 5 drunk people at 1am across London) from the Playlouder @ the ICA festival, we were already chock full of bands and booze, which made blagging our way in and up to the front as easy as possible. BRMC played loud and fast in the short concrete box, with no stage but plenty of enthusiasm and reverb. At points it was hard to tell if the noise was coming from the amps or the crowd. As underground as you can get for a London gig with Brixton-sized headliners...