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Wednesday, 25 June 2014

The Beach Boys


There's only one thing to do on a Tuesday night when Summer is threatening to leave. Shuffle on down to a Beach Boys concert for a bop, and pray for the Californian sun. Formed in the sixties, these guys were the original hipster beach dudes, and let's face it - their songs are damn catchy. 


The concert was held at Hampton Court Palace right by the river. Perhaps not the most obvious link - British monarchy meets surf boards and Hawaiian shirts... but a stunning location none the less. We had a quick pizza watching the sunset (and a bottle of wine obviously), then crunched our way up to the palace gates singing a terrible version of Wouldn't It Be Nice.



I absolutely love love love anything to do with the Tudors (and ancient Egyptians, but that's less relevant here). So the place where the court plots, intrigues and events of this era took place is pretty special for me. I kept wanting to explore all the little nooks and crannies, but we were a bit late and people in red shits were hurrying us along. The boys wouldn't wait, but I vowed to return and have a proper guided tour another time.







The show was fantastic. For blokes in their late 60's/early 70's?? they sounded great and could still hit all the high notes. Perhaps the dancing wasn't quite what it used to be, but they made up for it with a good sense of humour. They're doing a pretty extensive tour, and tickets are still on sale here if you fancy some chart topping tunes and a blast from the past.






As the sun went down, the crowd was in full swing - lots of manic dancing and arm waving ensued from everyone (including a lot of the fans who were clearly lifelong followers).







I absolutely love their old posters. Great examples of retro advertising and brand logo. 


We left with hoarse voices and silly smiles on our faces. 



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