So, we saw Liima (fka Efterklang) at the Village Underground in London on June 16, 2015. Tatu Ronko played drums—er, things, more precisely. Jars, spoons, wooden implements, metal tools. An iPad. Caspar and crew were sublime, as ever. Their communion onstage is otherworldly. A magnificent set in all ways. Although, an experience truly difficult to convey in words…
We came. We saw. We drank many delicious pints.
Our third city in China became a solid favorite. Not hard to understand why Marco Polo called it the “finest and most splendid city in the world” (at the time). We arrived in Hangzhou with little knowledge and no expectations and left with fond memories of boat rides, garden walks, forest hikes and ice cream. …
The morning is cool and soft, riddled with bursts of briny air. I stand in Brighton Station in a swirl of tourists, school children and muffled announcements christened by bells. From a nearby kiosk, I pluck a map and bus schedule, then melt into a stream of people moving out into the light. I cannot help but smile; my time at the English seaside has …