The first week of Novemeber was a hectic one, and for a hermit the amount of social activity was both daunting and overwhelming. Due to the quality of the social events I was willing to silence my usual doubts and shut down the voices telling me I was in danger on burning out. 

The first event featured in the vlog was Jurrassic Live at The Royal Albert Hall. I had bought these tickets as a surprise for Si, as he is a huge fan of the 90’s classic, but alas it turned out he would be on tour by the time the event was due to take place. When deciding who to take instead I had thought about asking a couple of my bloke mates who I knew would enjoy it. However, this was meant to be a really fun date night for Si and I, and because I knew Si would probably be gutted he couldn’t come, I thought it may be even more frustrating if he knew I was enjoying it with another guy. In the end I took my brother, who works in film, and always enjoyed the film when we were young. We don’t catch up nearly enough so it was also a nice excuse to catch up separate from the usual family meet ups.

I must have seen Jurassic about 50 times but I haven’t bored of it. It’s amazing how nostalgia gifts things longevity and affection. I’ll never tire of Goonies, Labyrinth, Indiana Jones, or any of the other films I watched so many times as a kid it drove my parents mad. 

For those that aren’t aware of the format of Jurassic live, it’s a fairly basic but beautiful concept. In the historic and decadent setting of the iconic Royal Albert Hall you watch Jurassic Park on a projected screen, all scored by the Philharmoic Orchestra. Guiding the musicians through the John Williams masterpiece was conductor Ludwig Wicki, who did a masterful job. 

The orchestra played so perfectly, at times you forgot they were even there. It was only when your eyes dropped from the screen for a second that you reminded of the live aspect of the situation. Once your eyes gazed down you’d find yourself distracted by a guy rolling on the timp drums, or the string section playing so hauntingly and evocatively.

The most fun aspect though, was watching a much loved film with fellow fans. Hearing people cheer at those classic moments, laugh a bit harder than the average movie watcher, and cooing whenever Jeff Goldblum appeared on screen with his black shirt showing off his tanned and sweaty chest, made it an incredibly joyful experience. 

It’s the dreamiest way to watch a movie, and every cinema trip would be like this if it were up to me. If it sounds like your cup of tea then maybe you should try and get tickets to the upcoming E.T and Titanic events.  

By some weird coincidence, the last time I was at The Royal Albert Hall was for THAT one off Bring Me The Horizon gig. I remember in my review I said that I wished all gigs were like that too. I guess I have something for live orchestras, they make my heart sing and my tear ducts a bit stingy (in a good way).  I remember after that gig I wondered how they could ever top it. They answered that question on the 5 November at the 02. 

 Support band Don Broco (who were amazing btw)

It was impossible to attend without a level of expectation, having already seen gushing instagram posts and tweets from all the shows that preceeded their second date at the O2. I had also watched various videos which had previewed the production I was due to experience, although none of them quite prepared me for how effective and powerful they were. 

The show started with a droney moody durge that pulsated and punched with lights and percussion untill the cheerleading chants of Happy Song rung out. They started big with explosions and streamers signalling the start of this wonderfully relentless pummelling of the senses. 

The set-list was a showstopper (as far as I was concerned) featuring old classics like Chelsea Smile, Sempiternal game changers like Shadow Moses, as well as my personal faves from That’s The Spirit, ‘Doomed’ and ‘Avalanche’ (which also had the most incredible visuals of the night).


BMTH have become unrivalled in their ability to write arena worthy tracks that speak to our generation, but I didn’t quite comprehend how wow worthy the show would be when enhanced by the incredible screens, visuals and lighting. We all left the show feeling like it would be pretty unbeatable and that we couldn’t imagine anyone (even my mum) coming away from the night without a feeling of thrill or by being energised in some way by the experience. 

As a music fan, and as someone who knows just how how it is for bands to succeed in this day and age, it’s not only impressive but hugely inspiring. It’s also a bit more awesome because they’re Brits and I like them as people. 

This wasn’t meant to be a review, because I don’t really believe in them, but I hope my vlog, and all of our 140 character reactions to their recent gigs will be enough to convince you all to ensure you get a ticket to whatever their next thing is. 

I say ‘thing’ because it’s impossible to know what these guys will do next. I wouldn’t even be surprised if there was a dance album next, just to keep us on our toes. After-all ‘Oh No’ definitely gave a nod to Ibiza, with that saxaphone solo having a distinct balearic vibe. But it’s really pointless second guessing them. 

At the afterparty I spoke to Jordan, and Oli’s Dad Ian, separately about the band’s future and how they could possibly top what they’ve achieved so far. What was clear about both chat’s is that their success has been helped by their tendancy or willingness to be risk takers, and their ability to be forward thinking in their creativity and direction. Whatever their formula is, it’s a winning one, and I although I don’t know what will come next, I’m looking forward to being surprised.

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