Tuesday, 26 June 2012
Twee. Amateurish. Family friendly.
None of these are words commonly used to describe the mighty Converge. However, they are words that might be used to describe the grotesquely pleasant afternoon of "light entertainment" that I found myself choking on last weekend. It played out like an extended two-hour version of a Halifax advert, with an interval during which cream teas were served.
Listening to Converge is commonly described (by me, mostly) as like being punched in the face.
And many times during that afternoon of light entertainment I found myself wanting to listen to Converge. Repeatedly, and very hard.