ARCHIVE GIG – The Hollow, Wishing Hour, Inner City Sumo @ Bar Blu, Rhyl

By |July 22nd, 2004|0 Comments

Dear Adam,

   Sorry you couldn’t make it to the show last night. Unfortunately for you it was a show not to be missed, chance to see the elusive Wishing Hour in the flesh, a band that don’t play many gigs, record even less & put on one helluva show!
You see Adam, both you & I built this gig up & usually when that happens we’re left with egg on our collective chin as the billing doesn’t live up to our hype.
Thankfully the bands didn’t let us down this time & Bar Blu was buzzing with people by 8pm. Inner City Sumo are a very young band & only seem to get together at the end of term. The female singer stands there nonchalantly with thumbs in pockets & nothing to prove. They’re still finding themselves & hopefully realise that unless you’re a big band, then two acoustic songs in your set won’t work.
Knocking on Heaven’s Door; as Steve Sync quipped; ‘they should play Knocking on Bevan’s Door cos that‘ll be their next employer if they keep playing that fucking song, or perhaps Kip Kip Kipping on Kevin’s Floor.’
Regardless of the negatives, you can take home the original stuff Inner City Sumo played & see they do have lots of potential if they stick at it.

Science, The Hollow, Gintis @ Bar Blu, Rhyl

By |October 1st, 2003|0 Comments


(reviewed by Neil Crud)

Model Superb, The Hollow, Sarah Davies @ Bar Blu, Rhyl

By |August 13th, 2003|0 Comments

(reviewed by Neil Crud)

As morpheus set herself upon me and I drifted off to sleep, visions of black’n’white boxing matches & Canada filled my tiny mind as that high pitched sound whistled in my ears as they tried to re-adapt to the silence of the bedroom.

ARCHIVE GIG – Jives Room / The Hollow @ Bar Blu, Rhyl

By |July 9th, 2003|0 Comments

(reviewed by Andy Fatman & Steve Sync)

With Crud safely tucked up in his deathbed, we were despatched to Blu to review tonights entertainment. We arrived just in time to see Hollow open their set to a decent Blu turnout. The Beaumaris 5 piece blasted into their first song, literally almost making us spill our pints (this takes some doing) because of the sheer volume they created, as our mouths opened in shock, a smug looking Steve Rastin approached us and announced “we’ve got our own PA now”. No shit, we’ve been getting used to bands having to make do with a karaoke PA for the last few months, and with the new system in place, this can only make these increasingly more popular Wednesday nights better.