I had worked hard to get a good cohesive lineup together, and was pretty satisfied with the results. My Machete were the standout, and I made a fool of myself assuming the lead singer/bassist was a ‘band girlfriend’. It reminded me to observe before acting. Luckily she was a sport and was not offended. Their music was melodic and shoegazey, but her voice brought a sweetness to the forefront. Was left wanting to play with them again.
NerveBloc and Bristol To Memory also played, with sounds ranging from garagey indie to protorock, whatever both of those terms mean! Both bands were quite gracious, but I was reminded that Doll Hut still not be the right venue for us to play. It has such a punk rock history, and though I love the layout and location, there are probably better venues to play, ones that fit us more.