Alela Diane

A week ago, I found myself in a music centre called Trix. I was invited to a Alela Diane show and was really pleased to check out her music for free. Of course, I've had heard of her before, but to be honest, her music never really seemed to stick with me.
Until last monday. There she was, this beautiful lady, not knowing how to behave after no one reacted on her (what meant to be) funny opening line. Shy but brave she laughed it away and went on to the first song of her set.

Was it her voice? Or the way she tried to act all confident when you could still see her trembling from anxiety? Whatever it was, it felt like she put a spell on me. From the first song to the last, I was like a deer in the headlights, only being able to focus on every note they played.

Admitted, bringing her band ‘The Wild Divine’ was the best thing she could do to be able to keep one song apart from the other, but for a couple of songs she sent her husband (the guitarist), the bassplayer and the drummer backstage to play some intimate ones with her dad.

This was a pure concert without any qualms, it was passionate in an intimate way. She didn’t convince me to immediately buy all of her records though, but she certainly made me play her best known album ‘The Pirate’s Gospel’ over and over again.

Buck Antlers?

I’m in a band. The most awesome band in the world, really. Apart from the (old) Kings Of Leon, that is. We’re on the verge of breaking through if it wasn’t for one problem: we don’t have a bandname. We do, actually, but that’s just a working title: Buck Antlers. Since the sudden rise of a lot of bands called anything with ‘buck’ or ‘antlers’, we’ve decided to drop the name and come up with a better one. 

Every day we’re making lists with new ideas, but nothing’s ever good enough. Either the name is too long - or too short, or they’re just words put behind each other without an actual meaning. Sometimes three out of four members love it but the fourth member hates it so much he/she would quit the band if they went through with it. So no name. Yet. 

The good thing is that we’ve finally found a bassplayer. His name is Tim and he doesn’t like the music we’re listening to. Or at least not all of it. But that’s no biggie because he’s the one that suits us best. We’ve had some bassplayers pass by the last couple of years and most of the time we just didn’t match. Ever since Tim is in the band, we’ve found a new kind of energy to accomplish stuff. Hell, we’re even planning on recording a demo at the end of this month. And I can feel it in my veins: it’s gonna be a hit!