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Ticket nostalgia #6: My Bloody Valentine

One of those bands that I loved, but never quite felt cool enough to be really part of their scene. In my head they played most of the set silhouetted against a hazy red backdrop, or maybe that’s just how I wanted them to be.

I think they were supported by a band called E.A.R. that I can’t find on Google. They assaulted us with a white noise set for 40 minutes that seemed designed to test the MBV audience’s tolerance to discordant sounds.
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Tickets nostalgia #5: the Shamen

9pm-6am, those were the days.

My memories of this involve a uncomfortable hour in a dodgy Stockwell bar, an endless night bus journey back to Shepherd’s Bush and a hazy yoof sat on the floor of the Acadamy offering me some Vick’s.
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