Fri 3 Aug - Die Huiskonsert Teater (20:00)
45 Hazelwood Rd, Hazelwood Pretoria
R50 (please book)
The R50 price tag includes Trouvrou's (lit. trans. the woman you're going to marry) very nutritious soup and baking. So we play you good music AND look after your diet! Seating is limited and available by prebooking ONLY so please book with Natasha at 082 411 6568.

Sat 4 Aug - Canned Applause Records (14:00)
Mellville, JHB
Free afternoon gig at the best record store in the country.


Sat4 Aug - Back 2Basix (20:00)
c/o Kingsway & Lancaster Rd, Westdene, JHB
R40
Mammoth quadruple bill of leftfield acoustic music with Ella Joyce Buckley, Deep Fried Man and Ampersand .

Ella Joyce Buckley's elegaic ballads follow dreamlike narratives
around sublime labyrinths woven out of piano, guitar and zither. She
describes her music as 'seasonal', but her songs and voice have a
peaceful and transportative capacity to entrance one beyond this schism.
Fans of Joanna Newsom and Marissa Nadler, or just about anyone, for
that matter, will find much to love in her spacious songcraft .

Righard Kapp's exploratory strategies have ranged from understatement
(on the collection of abstract guitar pieces, 'Traces') to
monumentality (on the abrasive foray into feedback drone territory on
the collaborative album with Gareth Dawson, 'PUIN'), but have
remained consistently oblique and surprising. Recent material has him
exploring the textural possibilities of the acoustic guitar, and
using these as a backdrop for impressionistic and knowingly
sentimental guitar pieces.

Ampersand looks disturbingly like a young Keith Richards, but his
music is as far removed from stadium-filling nostalgia rock as can be
imagined – perhaps mapping out an alternative destiny for the
superstar guitarslinger as a skuzzy outsider singer. Ampersand is
launching his terrific cd-r "This is not a Drill", which is lo-est-of-
fi acoustic fuzz that is by turns haunting and hilarious, but
consistently, alarmingly brilliant, and also features the best use of
a tuba/drum machine ensemble yet heard in this country. Think John
Frusciante's solo albums meets Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti.

Deep Fried Man writes folk songs for the mall generation. These
songs are infused with bits of blues, soul, rock, hip-hop and
nihilism. Deep Fried Man is pissed off because people kill each other
so much and because the world is a stupid place, where there's
never anything good on TV. But mainly, Deep Fried Man is pissed
off because his relationships never work out. Deep Fried Man
channels all of these frustrations into songs which combine raw
emotions with sharply observed satirical commentary. His lyrics are
cynical, but not depressing. They are way more likely to make you
laugh than cry. They are about sex, drugs, violent crime, pain,
rejection and apathy… You know, the usual. Deep Fried Man has a
lot to vent about, and even if you disagree with his lyrics you will
listen.