Opinion Review

#1LiveGigAWeek: Jessica’s Take

Remember my #1LiveGigAWeek initiative from August last year?

Well, thanks to your overwhelming support and a few interviews on national radio stations, word spread nice and wide and the initiative was picked up and internalised by music enthusiast Jessica Kramer.

After making the move from Joburg to Cape Town (as so many Joburgers do nowadays), Jess approached me with a stupendous idea that picked up where my #1LiveGigAWeek initiative left off.

1 Year. 52 Weeks. 52 Gigs. This is her mission, which is just that – a mish, but hopefully Jess’ undertaking will inspire you to do the same.

Her reviews for the first 2 weeks of January will be published on her blog, launching soon. In the meantime, check out her review of The Little Kings and 7th Son at The Brass Bell.


Summer Sundays should end with sundowners and great live music, don’t you think?

Kalk Bay’s The Brass Bell played host to The Little Kings and 7th Son and things got more than a little rowdy – as I was informed that they do at these skanking gigs.

First up was rock-reggae 5 piece, Little Kings. They’re one of those bands that make you fall in love with SA all over again. A fusion of rock, reggae and ska, with a little afro soul to top things off, they have a uniquely local flavour – both vocalists blew me away with their soulful timbres.

Then 7th Son took to the stage and boy, did ish go down! Brass Bell’s Bikini Deck was packed with bodies drunkenly dancing and the tiny dance floor could not possibly have held another person – an obvious indication of just how much support 7th Son have amassed over the years.

Soon the tables were kicked aside and the stage diving commenced with a few unfortunate results. I have never seen someone get kicked in the head and keep their cool like the girl in front of me. Hectic respect.

From soothing reggae beats to headbanging rock riffs, 7th Son supply a little bit of something for everyone. Whether you were sitting down, dancing in the isles or pogo-sticking around in the front, the pulsing sounds 7th Son produced ensured no one was immobile.

Crowd favourite (and my favourite) “Wendy” will probably be stuck in my head for the next few days.