SOLD OUT SHOW!

Okay so perhaps it doesn’t mean so much if the club is the size of an oil baroness’s walk-in closet but, heck, it meant a lot to us to sell out Brighton’s The Hope. And it meant even more that the folks who crammed into the room were adamant fans. Mikhail Bus from Poland and the intrepid Spidey and Don were in attendance as well as Beth’s sister and two Sri Lankan brothers who danced fearlessly at the foot of the dwarfish make shift stage. Two lesbian couples barely witnessed the spectacle as they were too intent on keeping their lips locked during the most anthemic moments of the evening and there were many. We hadn’t had much time to stroll the Coney-Island style boardwalk of Brighton Beach and we missed the sea and salty or sickly sweet snacks that are famous along the promenade but we did notice a much more lively downtown than we’d seen in our last visit. Brighton is one of England’s quirky gems and it seems the true freaks and artists of the area have all amassed themselves here, sharing studio spaces and galleries and running risky businesses of the hearts’ great whims. I am most at home in places like these. The unsure bets. The big chances. Where small dreams are most realized. I am heart-warmed by Brighton’s best intentions. It seems like a city most truly evolving from it’s multifarious manifold. It is only in rare places such as these that I feel one can really mete out their most ballsy ideas and claim the rewards of being their most strange selves. And it is only in places like these where a little band like ours can pack a room so tightly we had to turn folks away. We’re sorry fans but we do promise to return to your warm shores.