This past Saturday night Kat and I ventured out to outer Lyon to see the brilliant Kasabian perform. It was a bit of a mission to get there, especially because Kat and I had been particularly hungover that day and had failed to be productive in any way, shape, or form. Needless to say we found ourselves running as late as usual and having no idea where we were going, quite typical for me. We got there almost bang on eight and manage to enjoy a set by a rather humorous-looking DJ in yellow sunglasses. We were supposed to meet up with a friend there, but there was already a large group of people and squeezing through crowds wasn't something that either of us wanted to do at that moment. The crowd got progressively larger, and the number of English voices around me multiplied by a hundred. I don't think I've seen such a large collection of English people since I've been here. We even saw the owner and one of the patrons of one of our favourite 'English pubs', where we take part in the pub quiz every so often.
Kasabian came on soon before nine and they rocked it. It was a great show. I was very glad to see that the lead singer was without his long hair, he was looking rather dashing with a short cut, although he had made what I felt was the unfortunate decision to wear a long brown leather coat, buttoned up throughout the whole show. I have to confess I knew a little about the band when I decided to go to the show, but it wasn't until I was there that I realised how many of their songs I knew, and liked. They got quite a good reception from the crowd and they seemed genuinely happy to be there, which was good. There's nothing worse than grumpy musicians.
Next up on the concert list is Passion Pit, who I'll be seeing for the second time, this time in a rather more intimate venue. Very excited.
Much love. x
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