Things changed here in April 2019. TGTF will be further evolving in 2020. Stay tuned!

SXSW 2019 | 2018 | 2017 | 2016 | 2015 | 2014 | 2013 | 2012 | Live at Leeds 2016 | 2015 | 2014
Sound City 2015 | 2014 | 2013 | 2012 | Great Escape 2018 | 2015 | 2013 | 2012

Don't forget to like There Goes the Fear on Facebook and follow us on Twitter!

Marvel Tour Diary #2

By on Tuesday, 21st April 2009 at 2:00 pm

tirednick5th April, World’s End

World’s End was fun today. We had a good reception, free beers and we celebrated by heading to Iceland to buy frozen cheesecake. It tasted like foam and jam.

Later we trekked out to The Catch in Hoxton to watch a friend’s band called Romance who recently had column inches in the NME. The number of trendy haircuts in the venue blew us away.

6th April, 93 Feet East

Tonight was our first ever show in Hoxton and, Jesus, we were treated like rock stars. I had a keyboard tech and a guitar tech! Normally we have one sound guy who complains when we knock over the kick drum mike. This time we had a team. EACH!

Add to that a rider of beer, the wicked backstage, the decent turnout and – actually getting paid – and we had a very special night. Promoters, technicians and pundits impressed. Score.

Sam managed to smash the back of his spare guitar neck into Nick, which meant the near obliteration of the only other left handed instrument we had. Oh yeah, and Nick had a mild concussion. This was ok though since it was the end of the set.

ourbandisnotcalledthisAs we were leaving we noticed that the printers hadn’t quite nailed our band name.

In spite of this misprint – and noted this was not the legendarily nice promoter’s fault – we still found time to make our mark in the backstage – Todd created a massive black pen graphic of our logo and myspace.

8th April, Tommy Flynn’s

Tommy Flynn’s show is overshadowed by the knowledge that we have to get up at Obscene O’clock the next morning to travel to Jersey for two sets that day. Still, we were keen to play again – yesterday was our first day off in ages and we didn’t like it. Tommy Flynn’s is an extremely intimate place. As often seems to be the case from our experience of playing in Camden, we were sandwiched between two folk bands. Needless to say, we were pretty disconcerted by what the punters might think. Thankfully, we had a very warm reception. Nick made good use of the space by running up and down the short staircase into the crowd, unplugging much of Sam’s equipment in the process. Also, the synths were too quiet (but then I would say that) but that sort of thing happens, so was pretty fun show.

We then had a lot of alcohol left to drink. We drank it. This was a bad idea. We got to sleep around 4am.


9th April, Live Lounge [two sets, one 14+, one 18+], Jersey

We woke up for the flight at 630am. Tube to Victoria, Gatwick Express, then aeroplane, in Jersey by 1:30pm, at sound check by 3pm. We were late.

A filthy amount of coffee cups later and we are waiting for people to show up for the first leg of the evening. We’ve always pulled a lot of kids to our shows and so we’d been very excited to play an all-ages bash back home. We all have very fond memories of Easter last year where we put on a show in the middle of nowhere in a scout hall, more accustomed to knitting circles than punk shows. That night we had 300 kids through the doors and more than we could number climbing through the windows at the back.

So naturally we were hyped for this show. In fact, we were so excited, that Todd made an online trailer for the gig using footage from the end of our 93 Feet East show. Check it out to get a feel for how keen we were:


Doors at 5pm and few people come in. Then we wait. Turnout is pretty disappointing. Perhaps we didn’t promote the show properly? Well, we did local radio interviews and newspaper articles. We heard someone is having a party that night. Maybe that’s where everyone is? Or maybe, it’s just that people don’t care anymore. These thoughts are never great when you have come home specifically to play such a show. After a serious Ego deflation and a show, which is tantamount to a long sound check, we’re now having a drink.

Then we twig the main reason. It is easy to forget, but we are all 20 year olds. So, two years worth of people who went to the schools in Jersey who made up our main fan base are now over 18 and would much prefer a drink with their live music. When we head back to the venue for the later set, we are greeted by a lot of friends and fans – a seriously needed pick me up – and we then tear through our set to a pretty full room. Great atmosphere. Great times. Sam snaps strings. Todd bangs his guitar on the floor. Sam’s keys stop working. He hits it. It works. Nick scissor kicks repeatedly, knocking over microphones. We enjoy audience mass sing-alongs for Fiasco and You Go Nowhere. The set finishes in a wash of delay-warped feedback and the four of us are sweat-drenched. It has been a long day and we are beyond tired. It’s good to be home.


Marvel Tour Diary #1

By on Monday, 20th April 2009 at 2:00 pm

Hey, Sam here from the band :S. You know, Marvel – like the comics! But not like the comics. Or we’d get sued. Badly.

Before you read the blog, I should make the point that I will be referring to myself in the third person for this article. But if I start writing ‘Sam’ did this and in the same sentence, ‘I‘ did that, know that this is not because I am having an identity crisis, but because Todd and Dom are playing the chords to Wonderwall in some filthy tuning while screaming the words in the background while I am trying to write this blog. Here is photographic evidence:


Anyway, enjoy reading our blog! It had been a pretty mad time.

Thursday 2nd April, The Enterprise, Camden Highstreet, with Meateye & Dylan, The Shoe Strung + Bleech

The First day of our ‘Not really a tour Tour’ or ‘Camden tour’ and, after little sleep – never a good idea – the Oxford to London coach roles into Marble Arch. We head to where we will be sleeping most of the next month. Sam decides to open his guitar case ahead of sound check so we can practice some vocals.

Sam: “Strange, the strings feel pretty loose”

[Brief pause]

Sam [broken] “Oh no”

Sam’s left-handed Gibson ES – 335 has snapped at the neck. The only left-handed guitar we have. Sound check is in half an hour. Good start.

We arrive at the venue, sans one guitar and half our keyboard equipment (we won’t be needing it). Tonight, our perfectionist, fine-tuned and practiced set has been thrown violently of the window and lies crumpled on the floor awaiting the paramedics. Instead, we’ve patched together a group of very old songs and so we will now be playing for under 20 minutes. Attendance is good. We understand that the NME is in the audience, which is always nice. Perhaps less than perfect considering the ramshackle state of our set, but we soldier through and things do, in some sense, come off. Roll on tomorrow.


Friday 3rd April, Dublin Castle, Camden Town with The Dive + Guerrilla Radio

We are woken by an incensed vaguely Middle Eastern man who yells at Todd for the noise we were making by walking on our floor last night. Evidently he lives below and is hypersensitive to the sound of movement. He shouts. Todd tries to give him the wrong number to call if he needs to get hold of us. He then calls this wrong number. He continues to shout. Todd gives him his real number. The man makes threats. The man leaves.

Thank God that Sam’s cousin was flying to London to see his fiancée- we’ve got him to grab Sam’s battered my-first-guitar from home in Jersey and bring it to us. The cousin’s plane is an hour late because of fog in Gatwick. Sam gets his guitar 10 minutes before sound check. It has no strings.

We get to Dublin Castle. Sam plugs his guitar in. It cuts out erratically throughout sound check. We unscrew it to find that the wires, for no rational reason, are partly unsoldered. So we tighten things up and hope it won’t ruin the set.

So we tear through our set and unexpectedly, the guitar miraculously doesn’t fail to work. Apart from when Sam kicks out the lead. Everything goes to plan. We play our proper set. We got the singing parts right. The keyboard levels are good. People are getting into it. We get a booking on the 13th at the Hope & Anchor. Done.

Tonight we hear one of songs played on a London radio station. They call the song ‘Hero’. The song is actually ‘You Go Nowhere’, the track on the CD before the one they meant to play. Fail.


About Us

There Goes The Fear is where we tell you about the latest music, gigs, and tours we love and think you should too.

We love music that has its heart on its sleeve, tells a story, swims around our head all day or makes us dance like no-one's watching.

TGTF was edited by Mary Chang, based in Washington, DC.

All MP3s are posted with the permission of the artists or their representatives and are for sampling only. Like the music? Buy it.

RSS Feed   RSS Feed  

Learn More About Us

Privacy Policy

Keep TGTF online! Donate here.