Lot’s of people have been asking how the first Exeter Goes Pop event went the other week. I should really have written about it immediately after the fact. But I really was so very tired afterwards and the stresses of three workshops last week in school have all but burnished it from my memory now.
However, I’m sure it was good. No, I know it was good. We certainly all had a fine time. Even though it looked for a while like we’d not be able to play anything at all for the first two hours. I swear I was that close to the edge that if that had been the case I’d have been straight outta there. As it was we played at low volume, which was really fine. It wasn’t as though we were playing banging dance tunes or anything.
It was difficult to know who had turned up for us and who was just there in the Phoenix bar, and I know we benefited from the theatre crowd, but certainly by the end of the night there were lots of people wandering around with our Exeter Goes Pop badges resplendently displayed on their shirts, sweaters and jackets. That was nice to see. Thirty-five quid well spent I hope.
It was great to see Phil Wilson in the audience. Strange how things go, isn’t it? How someone whose music was such a big influence on one’s life some twenty years ago can so easily feel like an established friend so quickly. There was much amusement at how my playlist was almost an exact mirror of Phil’s own collection, which was really cool.
All four of us got chance to spin various discs, and Dimitra even managed to get some complete strangers dancing to Jens Lekman’s ‘Black Cab’. And there I was thinking I probably knew every Jens fan in Exeter by name. Just goes to show, doesn’t it? I think people continued to shimmy a little as I span the Pipettes, Lucky Soul, Mary Love and The Rev-Lons but by then my mind was full of beer and I wasn’t really sure what was going down. Oh, and there was of course the obligatory moment of playing something at the wrong speed: me spinning ‘I Like A Boy In Uniform’, though I responded quickly and it was only the whistle blowing that sounded too obviously wrong. And everyone needs at least one John Peel moment whilst DJing after all, don’t they?
We do it all again on the 14th March, which being a Wednesday night will be a real test of the level of interest around the place. I’ll try and report back sooner after that…