Sweet Disorder
DELIGHT IN DISORDER
A sweet disorder in the dress
Kindles in clothes a wantonness:
A lawn about the shoulders thrown
Into a fine distraction:
An erring lace, which here and there
Enthralls the crimson stomacher:
A cuff neglectful, and thereby
Ribbands to flow confusedly:
A winning wave (deserving note)
In the tempestuous petticoat:
A careless shoe-string, in whose tie
I see a wild civility:
Do more bewitch me, than when art
Is too precise in every part.
-Robert Herrick
If Monday is merciless in its nasty habit of ruining the weekend mindset - there’s some seriously funksome music going down at Borderline on 16th September. Los Angeles based collective Fool’s Gold magic in some tropical/Israeli influenced tunes from their City of Angels. African influenced melodies are eclectic, energetic and with crooning harmonies from lead singer, Luke Top, you don’t care about the fact that you don’t understand a word - your feet do enough listening as they shimmy their way across some beautiful world sounds. It’s a mash up of West African textures and beats as well as whatever it is that makes these chaps tick. The musicians are lovely, the music superb and you can expect dancing delights left, right and center.
I managed to catch a quick word with Fool’s Gold at Standon Calling Festival last weekend
Your festival essential is…?
Luke Top: My Hat
Lewis Pesacov: Marijuana
Salvador Placencia: Sunglasses
If you could have a superpower for this weekend alone, what would it be?
Luke Top: I would never grow tired, therefore, never need sleep
Lewis Pesacov: A never ending high
Salvador Placencia: The ability to fly
Monday night. Destination: Borderline.
Theme: Speaker by Alex Willemyns.
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