Nick Miners Photography

Hail­ing from Los Angeles, White Arrows are cur­rently in Lon­don for a series of live dates, and stopped at the Monto Water Rats on 28^th Septem­ber, sup­por­ted by the glee­fully bonkers Sharl­iza Jel­ita (com­plete with tiger out­fit), Irish rock­ers Echo­gram and fel­low Cali­for­ni­ans Scar­let Grey.

The organ­isers of Ice­land Air­waves held a spe­cial event in Lon­don last night as a pre­lude to the main event in Octo­ber. Daniel Águst’s elec­tronic prac­ti­tion­ers Gus­Gus were joined by Hjaltalín’s Högni Egils­son on the stage, sup­por­ted by Denmark’s Rep­tile and Retard and their amaz­ing hair. I squeezed in next to the stage on a hot, sweaty even­ing at Brick Lane’s 93 Feet East to get these pics for The 405.

I went along to an event at The Macbeth in Hox­ton last night, by kind invit­a­tion of Club Fan­dango and Soyo Live, where Hey Sholay were play­ing in sup­port of Ultra­sound, who were launch­ing a new single. I was very enter­tained by the shouty punks Bomb Fact­ory who were up first, but the high­light for me was the per­form­ance of Hey Sholay who impressed with another superb set. Ultra­sound brought their own light­ing mean­ing it was all just too dark to pho­to­graph them, but here are my pho­tos of the psy­che­delic York­shire­men from the even­ing, along with a few of Bomb Factory.

Have a listen to Hey Sholay’s Wish­bone, their open­ing track:

Ger­man com­poser and pian­ist Nils Frahm, on the same Erased Tapes label as Ólafur Arnalds, played with com­pat­riot and cel­list Anne Müller at the Vor­tex Jazz Club in Dal­ston last night, and I was invited to take pho­tos by the pro­moter, Arc­tic Circle. Sup­port was from tal­en­ted multi-​​instrumentalist Directorsound.

The Icelandic com­poser and pian­ist Ólafur Arnalds played at the rather grand Queen Eliza­beth Hall on London’s South Bank on Tues­day, sup­por­ted by the delight­fully exper­i­mental Mes­sage to Bears. This was an extremely tricky gig to shoot, with the low light and noise levels com­bined with the poor view from my alloc­ated seat, mean­ing I had to sneak around the aud­it­or­ium being as incon­spicu­ous as pos­sible, with every click of the shut­ter sound­ing, to my self-​​conscious ears, like a party pop­per. How­ever hav­ing the free­dom to move around also meant I was able to exper­i­ment with vary­ing vant­age points.