Well I have been at a few shows, but not posting super diligently lately. But a few days ago, I had the absolutely pleasure of seeing Frank Turner play a show for the first time. Since getting a hold of him during Love Ire & Song, back when I was still running CordMag, I know I had the chance to get out to see him in town a couple times, but never managed to make it somehow. At the time, he was a quirky blip on the folk radar. I don’t think too many people on this side of the world knew about him (like one of those shows I missed was at the Media Club, though as I understand it, that was a pretty hard gig to get into, so things were happening already 2 years after that album). Fast forward 8 years and he is a pretty snotting big deal. The show was full of too many bits of fun to really get across in writing, but he had people charmed and laughing in the room, yelling along to songs, dancing away. His legion of fans is devoted, and a new thing I learned is that the fans make a flag for the tours that goes around the world, show to show, all facilitated by the them. Turner himself has nothing to do with the transportation of this thing. The band itself is a tower of stupendous energy. It’s no wonder Turner is so lithe with the jumping and running around he does. Full review, if you like, is over here on Concert Addicts, along with a handful of photos. Otherwise, pictures below, and pictures of Northcote, who opened the show, can be found here. Also, make sure you check out Frank Turner!