an empurple dream in colours of multiplicity.

what a trip! at least a back-breaking fiveteen hour-drive from south-east london to la, indeed la in bavarian. an as far as possible well-unknown but highly talented british gang of four, who did their first guest performance in germany ever.

first of all let me tell one thing music lovers. every high-levelled bandgroup mostly more or less stand and fall with a unique leadsinger`s voice. i dream in colour met this claim on that score adequate. the organ of richard judge fluctuates a lot between a handful of songs. within "fourteen" with its damped-acoustic intro richard judge snivelled in true old fashioned brit-style reminding a reverse strong-voiced richard ashcroft clone. "get along" took the same line. Richards sustained "i won`t let you down" evokes a less brute brotherhood with muse`s matt bellamy. and again: this vocal chameleon changes once more. "if you"`s airy melancholic guitar accords hugged his splendid weeping words effortlessly. cheerless fine!

by "finding the courage" peter judge`s drums, michael thackeray`s guitars and steve daniel`s bass reflated the performance straight over again and came vociferous to the fore. not only the band`s pulse rate increased clear-cut. shoulders, toes and knees, i`m 36 degrees! not only the body temperature vibrated. the impuls per se was huge. the musical output collapsed amongst his finest pure plantation. warmness ripped into midmost heart short beneath that fever chart. as warmly airstreams would fluidized as a spindrift in your face. it simmered and flared like in a boiler room to went a little over the top. as if the band had understood, they snatched even that nameable style-forming piece away from their intruments: "the boiler room" flooded from the bottom of one`s heart. an empurple dream in colours of multiplicity! a buttom-up slow-going galopping percussion rhythm and restrained but tailer-made guitar tunes surrounded richard judge`s brilliant vocal organ during i dream in colour`s encore. captivating. touching. hyptnotic.

afar towards the regular concert - perhaps maybe more than one hour - richard sat down on the house piano for a mesmerizing 2nd encore watched by a fistful people, who still hang around the bar and were all lunatic suprised. what happened the next few minutes made the whole entrance fee worthwile at one go. lonesome behind his piano covering he snivelled his lyrical stories out to the world, emotion nearly was a too fragile vocable. a handpicked audience received a haunting two lofi-acoustic piano ballad encore. fantastic handsome. so much heartiness. matchless! beyond words!

surprisingly i had the chance to meet their ambitous and eerily loveable manager jason thomas during the evening as well as the band. i feel honoured to had such a great night jason, as well as the other band members! many thanks for the extra time at the zapatas bar and the ebullient morning hours in the irish bar. we all tried to bear up. as well we tried to hold our beer level high. we cheered up! this night was definitive young, jason, richard, peter, michael, steve, glen and your band-own photograph!

we all can only hope that you are going to attract a great deal of attention for sure. pan-european probably. hopefully.

setlist i dream in colour at wintergarten, la.

ready to go / get along / i won`t let you down / losing touch / fourteen / take me on a train / on my mind / lessons / the sermon / if you / finding the courage / encore. the boiler room

2nd encore. a little afterwards...

cold of the night (piano version, only by richard judge) / the quiet room (piano version, only by richard judge)

up to present on their music agenda: the boiler room ep, on which not least ian gore had a finger in the pie, who has been evolved in projects with libertines and mystery jets in the past. within next months they `ll potter about for recording an ep via jason`s formidable indie label monotwin records.


what a night full of unforgetable impressions!
see you again in april mates!
care for credible things...
beatspox.