I’m gutted to hear that it’s closing for good. It was one of the best venues in Leeds, I’ve been to so many amazing gigs there. Here’s some pictures from a few of those.
I would share my best photos from the best gigs I’ve been to at this venue but they’re not as good as Nina’s and would be 70% the same shows.
It’s where I met my friend Nina at a Lauren Pritchard show!
Done amazing interviews in the worst-lit backstage area I’ve ever been in too. Surfer Blood gave me a beer for my birthday one time outside. Another time outside, I was the drunkest I’ve ever been in my life and hugged Lizzy Plapinger and didn’t let go because her coat was so soft. I still dream of that coat even now.
As a woman, I’ve slowly been written out of the phone world and the phone market. That extra “.2” inches of screen size on each upgrade simply means that I can no longer do what I enviously observe men do every day: Check messages one-handed while carrying groceries or a bag; type a quick note while on a moving bus or a train where I have to hold on not to fall.
I must put down everything in my hands and use my phone with both hands for everything.
There is no rule that says the screen size must get bigger with each upgrade in memory or capabilities, and yet it does. For most men, it’s just one small, added benefit. For many women, though it’s a reminder that the tech industry doesn’t always remember or count your existence.
Just so we are clear: I don’t want a pink phone, I don’t want “women’s applications” and I don’t want ruffles or hello kitty on my phone.
I merely want a design that acknowledges that women exist, and women often have smaller hands than men.
"After the loss of their record deal, we document three years in the lives of I Like Trains as five artists navigate a brave new world.
Over five years, we have seen the record industry change beyond recognition; the money has disappeared and bands have been left to fend for themselves. However, where other bands may have thrown in the towel, I Like Trains have picked themselves up and gone out on their own, continuing to make unique records through the DIY model that independent music now subscribes to.”
I met the filmmakers of this while shooting at Beacons Festival. (We got chatting after I got very jealous of the Red Epic they were shooting on.) I Like Trains are something of a Leeds fixture and were international indie darlings only a few years ago. They’re an awesome band, and at least one of them is a good guy (drummer Simon runs a PR label I sometimes work with). This movie looks so artful and honest that I wish I could watch it now. The only stories like this that really seem to get told are those of failure - or ones of the success of new artists. Seeing how an act like ILT have sustained after being dropped speaks a lot to the resilience of artistry and the longevity of music — where the industry changes, an act perseveres, and their music lives.