Howler, Cast Of Cheers and Gross Magic share a sofa as the NME Generation Next tour kicks off in Bournemouth.
Gross Magic finally find their lost green coat.
Just in case we’d forgotten, Gross Magic make it as clear as possible that they’re playing The Old Fire Station.
Gross Magic’s drummer has lost his sticks. This is not a good start.
What the hell does this button do?
How many ‘S’s are there in ‘Gross’?
Gross Magic aren’t generally considered a shoegaze band, but every once in a while…
The Cast Of Cheers swap bar stools for that other American eatery staple, the diner booth.
The Cast Of Cheers – well, one of them anyway.
Our man in Bournemouth Mark Beaumont says Conor Adams’ guitar noise “should only be possible if he’d melted down the Tardis to make his guitar.”
The Cast Of Cheers: after their storming set, now everybody knows their name.
This gentleman really, really wanted us to pull his finger. We didn’t.
Howler. They might look cool now but they’ll feel jolly foolish when their food arrives.
Jordan Howler maintains a strict no-wig policy for his bandmates.
The guy on the right’s Howler audition didn’t pan out.
Jordan on Bournemouth: “It’s been amazing. The first thing I did was go to Mary Shelley’s grave.”
Someone just shouted “duck”, but only the bassist heard.
Howlin’ for Howler.
Howler winning over the crowd with knees.
Another one hits the deck.
Oh dear, the guitarist’s trousers have fallen down again.
Drinking a bottle of Jameson on stage is both big and clever.
Howler: better than a poke in the eye.
Jordan’s gig verdict: “Really fun. I love Gross Magic and I’ve been hanging out with The Cast Of Cheers guys.”
A half-hearted attempted to do “The Bolt”.