Date: 22nd November 2013
Venue: Newcastle University Student Union
Newcastle University's Student Union is renound for creating the most intimate, (not to mention sweatiest) gig atmosphere available to avid music fans. With touchable ceilings and a 30-second manoeuvre from the barrier to the bar; the little venue is perfect for lining up the icons. And now, on a Friday night, the hidden venue opened it's door of welcome, to none other than Palma Violets.
If you haven't heard of Palmas, then really where the fuck have you been in 2013? Releasing their debut '180' earlier this year, the Violets have been traveling on a whirlwind of destruction; bagging large fonts on the UK's most prestigious music festivals, such as Glastonbury and only Reading and Leeds.
They're best friends with (arguably) the three most shagable girls in a band ever; (I'm obviously talking about Haim here!) Surely they must be doing something right?
So..were Palma Violets worth the £12.50? Or should you avoid them like the plague of sweets nobody dares to touch?
Two words: fucking class
The night started with a roar from Scottish band Babystrange; who play electric indie rock with a kick. Loping onto his guitar, front-man Johnny leers down the mic to soon-to-take-the-country-by-storm single 'Pure Evil'. A tribute to Chilli Jesson actually sees the Palmas bass player jumping into the small crowd - a band for 2014 for definite
The crazy atmosphere intensifys as second support act 'Childhood' take to the stage. The lead singer adorns a 'fro so funky you'd kill for looks like that! Slightly mellowed songs pierce the roudy masculine crowd; subduing them slightly, before Childhood roar into songs that make the hairs on the back of your neck almost touch the low ceiling of the hidden venue.
Finally, after due waiting; none other than Palma Violets grace the saucepan-sized stage. To say the least there was really nothing like it.
The Violets shredded their way through a killer set list of songs; perfectly harmonising with each other. Crowd pleaser 'Best of Friends' saw grown men holding hands with one another; bouncing around in a drunken haze. While 'Chicken Dippers' found a mass sing-a-long churning it's way through the venue.
Palma's had so much energy and sophistication to their proformance, you would've thought they'd been perfecting this falace for centuries; not just forming in the late 2010!
Ending on a valiant chorus of 'oh fourteen, oh fourteen take me home', the neurotic Jesson flips his way into the crowd and finds himself being hurtled forward into the belly of the beast. But Jesson seems to be cool and collected when girls (but mainly boys) have a cheeky feel of his crotch. He doesn't mind; he's becoming a rock star!
If you're looking for an un-forgettable night of live music, with an atmosphere that trickles perfection; then you've picked the right band to go see.
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