Saturday was my Christmas.
Sounds strange, I know. By that I mean, the day had arrived when I could finally cash in my Christmas present from my good friend, Katie. 2 tickets to see the London indie scamps, Veronica Falls at Manchester’s Deaf Institute. As luck would have it, in March, some of my teacher friends also booked to go and a group night out was born.
Deaf Institute on Manchester’s Grosvenor Street
In the days leading up to the gig, we ummed and ahhed about what to wear. What do you wear for a gig followed by dancing on a Saturday, in a student area? Naturally, Facebook messages were sent, discussions over coffee (and marshmallow Twizzles) had occurred and options were discussed. Luckily, divine intervention in the form of Susanne struck gold when she blogged about this amazing pinafore dress and so, this is what I wore…
1. Sailor Blouse :: Forever 21 2. Pinafore Dress :: River Island
3. Heart Tights :: Forever 21 4. Boots :: H&M
5. Earrings :: Dorothy Perkins
The Deaf Institute is my favourite music venue. By a mile. Upstairs hides a quaint music hall, complete with theatre seats. To describe it as a hall is rather deceiving. The hall comprises of a small area of standing room and tiered seating. The stage size is akin to a primary school stage, the kitsch look is complete with bird print wall paper and a camera unfriendly red light glow.
Enduring the support band, Brown Brogues, we inched closer and closer to the stage, you know the awkward foot shuffle? When you don’t want to appear too keen, but you have your eye on an awesome spec? Yeah, that. Two Corona’s later, enter Veronica Falls.
Not wasting any time, they launched into the ethereal, floating melody of ‘Tell Me’, the opening track of their second album, ‘Waiting for Something to Happen’. Clearly not suffering from nerves nor jitters, lead singers, Roxanne Clifford (see above) and James Hoare, launched into their setlist with the upbeat melody of ‘Bury Me Alive’, macabre lyrics but jingly jangly indie. A perfect combination.