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Yes! We are all pretty excited about it: Windrush Square and Tate Gardens are going to be merged into a new and improved pedestrian square. Pretty pleased as well that they’re keeping the name ‘Windrush’ because as you may know, it was to commemorate the arrival of the steamship Empire Windrush that carried Caribbean men and women to Britain after World War II.
The face of Brixton is about to change for ever, they are even reshuffling our beloved Ritzy:

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Anyway, I’m getting sidetracked, if you want to find out more about the history of Empire Windrush or about the Council‘s plans for the square, just follow the links.
What has been attracting my attention lately is these…

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I mean what is the deal with all those empty bread bags? Any idea? No, seriously I’d like to know, so if you’ve got a clue, share it!

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Before I disclose any information, I should mention that I have been asked not to advertise this place too much as its regulars favour the lack of publicity. However, at MyBrixton, we simply cannot keep anything to ourselves!
On a corner of Kellett Road, tucked away from the town center but within minutes of the tube station, stands the Effra Hall Tavern, more commonly known as the Effra. Heard of it?
In a nutshell, it’s a charming old fashioned pub that offers resonably priced drinks, Caribbean food as well as live ska and jazz music on Thursday and Sunday nights!
I won’t say anymore, just go check it out and tell us what you think. And if anyone asks, remember, you did not hear it from me…

 

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Effra, 38a Kellett Road, Brixton SW2 1EB.

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Wow the Hoot has been getting a lot of love from us in the last week. It can’t be helped. If you’re putting a good night on you’re gonna get some My Brixton lovin’, that’s just the way it goes. And as you can see, tonight is the Hoot’s regular Thursday Reggae Train. But when I said ‘regular’, I meant special.

It’s the last Thursday of the month which can only mean one thing: Rodigan is in town.  I won’t lecture you about what this means, I will just direct you to here, here and here. And then you’ll probably want to to know more, so I’ll direct you here.

What a legend.

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Now if that isn’t the worst pun you’ve heard all day, all week even, then you must be a regular reader of the London Lite. Oops, that’d a be a few million Londoners then. Oh well. 

Anyway a few weeks ago, we said we’d showcase our favourite shops in our beloved market and after HQ Brixton, we’re choosing Freeman Textiles. Going in there, gives me the same feeling that I get entering the Pick ‘n’ Mix section of sweet shops: salivating, gluttonous excitement. Juicy, fruity, sugar-covered African fabrics piled to the ceiling in every colour and pattern. If they had metal tongs and paper bags to shovel them into, it would be a dangerous affair. I’d break the scales.

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My Brixton is tired! It’s been a busy weekend and that Monday morning feeling has kicked in. But we had to share pics from the Man Like Me gig at the Hoot on Saturday – it was too hot. Might’ve even have been too hot for the Hoot. The dancefloor spontaneously combusted for the short but oh so sweet set that MLM played.

Apparently one of their band members had just quit that day and they did seem to be pumping a lot of pent up frustration into the performance. But if they needed reassurance that even just as a two-piece they can carry their act off, they definitely had it that night. Revelers couldn’t have cared less as they jammed out to tracks like Fruit, Carny, Single Dad and their new single London Town. You have to catch them live. You MUST.

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If you’re not at the Hootananny on Saturday night, you’re gonna miss some big sounds. That’s a fact. Man Like Me are taking the stage and if you don’t know, you better get to know. Check the video:

Oh and I forgot to mention it’s free. FREE! How can you argue with that?

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What an amazing night. The Windmill really pulled it out the bag yesterday. We generally love going for gigs there – great bands and their hip fans on one side of the bar and the unfazed regulars watching football on the soundless TV on the other – but yesterday was a real revelation. The night started off with Sputniko!, a gadget-girl supreme with some brilliant and hilarious poptronic tunes:

I’ve updated my Japanese vocab with some useful wordage courtesy of the Chinko Song. Sputniko! felt there was a lack of songs about male genitalia and so she dedicated a whole song to them [chinko apparently means penis]. Chinko, Chinko, Chinko! The Google Song was another one of my favourites: an anthem for shy computer geeks everywhere with the lyrics ‘I’m to shy to talk to you so I just google your name’. Genius. But the highlight of her performance had to be the Wakki Song where we were introduced to the her knitted friends and showed the sound of her armpit. Confused? See it for yourself here.

Next act up: Screaming Tea Party. Talk about change of scene, a crazy burst of noise and crunching guitars to kick off the set and suddenly all our cyber-pop dreams went up in smoke.

But once they got into it, we were with them all the way. And when they covered Madonna’s Material Girl, well that was it, My Brixton were jammin’ out. But please take a minute to soak in their mind-boggling stage get-up. Gas mask on one side and green plastic visor on the other.

When I was younger my parents used took my sister and me to a fun park where we’d always end up with visors exactly like that so my visions of nuclear warfare were being mixed up with memories of rides and sticky ice cream around my mouth. But we loved the drummer and her tie-dye t-shirt, My Brixton was also sporting some so when it was over we hi-fived and congratulated each other on being cool.

A glittery pink guitar was brought on stage: it was Shonen Knife time now for sure. Running on in matching Mondrian-inspired shift dresses and waving their towels in the air, they took to the stage in London for the first time in 15 years. The line-up might’ve gone through some changes but they were a tight unit nonetheless. 

I developed a bit of a girl crush on their new bassist Ritsuko and when I looked through all the photos afterwards, I realised there were a lot – alot! – of her. She was super hot when she took the lead on Goosesteppin’ Mama and despite building up a sweat, she still managed to look cool and collected.

My Brixton were also completely blown away by Etsuko, the Shonen Knife drummer. She was unbelievable.  Naoko, the lead singer who has been with the band since it started, rocked through their back catalogue of music like it was easiest job in the world. There was great crowd participation on Barnacles. Banana Chips and I Love Choco Bars were definitely among the best tracks of the night and I loved their take on heavy metal with the menacingly-titled Muddy Bubble Hell.

Their Windmill gig next Wednesday is deservedly just as sold out but if you do want to catch them there might still be tickets left for their show at Bloomsbury Bowling Lanes – look at us promoting gigs outside our postcode!

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