frank turner is awesome

last weekend joe and i journeyed to bris-vegas to see that genius of punk-folk, frank turner.  who is frank turner, you ask?  he is the genius of punk-folk, thats who. 

Pumped.  Clearly.

the show was at a little dive-bar which reminded me a lot of enigma, in adelaide, minus the underaged punks and alien vs predator statues. there were plenty of emo and punk-esque people in the early 20s-type age bracket, making me feel about 40 years old. we pushed our way close to the front, where i questioned why i continue to attend gigs when, clearly i hate everybody, especially that guy in front of me who managed to clamp his armpit around my nose for much of the support act. luckily, just in time frank turner arrived to unite us all in song, calming my anger and murderous intentions towards the people standing in front of me.

much of my view of the frank turner show looked like this:

Watching shows through other people's cameras is awesome

 with little glimpses of this:

and this:

despite the shitty photos, Frank Turner reigned supreme.  best gig for a very very long time (regardless of living in alice springs where, there are no gigs), possibly even ever.