Showing posts with label Ragni. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ragni. Show all posts

Sunday, April 22, 2007

Rainy day music

After seeing Harvee and Sadie Hell I popped over to The Rainbow to see what I might see: In this case it was Ragni, a St. Catherines outfit centred on Brenden Fletcher and Jakub Zapotoczny. For their show at The Rainbow they were aided by guitarist Harley Card and drummer Nick Tripe. I can't say much else based on the three songs I stuck around for, though I did note their atmospheric debut EP has about the spiffiest packaging I've seen short of a mint copy of Ogden's Nut Gone Flake.



Jakub.



Brenden.



Guitarist Harley.



Drummer Nick Tripe.









"We've been to Ottawa once before ... it was raining that time too," one of them observed. I was feeling a bit soggy myself, so I decided to head home to someplace warm and dry.
  • Show reminder: People For Audio, Acres and City Of A Hundred Spires perform at Zaphod Beeblebrox. The Record and CD Convention gets together at St. Anthony's Hall.

Monday, April 16, 2007

Saved for a rainy day

A night off for me usually means a night of music; if I had my druthers (come to think of it, if I even knew what a druther was*) I'd probably have spent Sunday evening at the Interpol show. Unfortunately one of the perils of my job is not always knowing when you're going to be working, and tickets sold out well before I found out I'd have the day to myself. Bummer. Fortunately there was lots of other fine entertainment going on, in the shape of Sadie Hell and Harvee at Zaphod's. Lousy turnout, but a good show.

Those Hellions.



Harvee are sometimes compared to Broken Social Scene. I'm going to have to guess this is because they have more than five members, one of whom plays trumpet. I thought they sounded more like The Wedding Present, which I like.



Then I zipped over to The Rainbow to see if Amos the Transparent were on stage. They had come and gone, if they ever were. This is the headliner, Ragni, who hail from St. Catherines.



They sounded pleasant enough, but not enough to keep me there in my weakened condition (like everyone else in town, the godawful weather has left me feeling low).
* I speak in jest, and am of course well aware that it is a contraction of "I'd rather."