Thankfully my iron constitution meant I was fully recovered in time for Meshuggah the following week. Support was provided by We Are Knuckle Dragger, who made a delightfully shambolic clattering noise; and Animals As Leaders, who were astonishing. Tough acts to follow; and of course Meshuggah absolutely killed it. And almost killed me as well, when I collided hard with some other guy and cut my head open... the next day I had to get three stitches and a tetanus shot.
A powerful show indeed. The following night we saw Pelican at the Cooler. It's been a while since I've seen these guys, and I'd forgotten just how massive they sound live. First support was Death Of Her Money, which was a very pleasant surprise; second support was Black Elephant, whose bluesy classic rock shtick seemed more than a little out of place between the vast swirling post-whatever majesty of the other two. They played well, I guess - just not my thing.
And then a couple of weeks ago we managed to catch Nedry playing the Croft, in all their dubsteppy bjork-esque indie electronica glory. Since we saw them last (supporting 65daysofstatic a couple of years ago) frontgal Ayu's vocals have got even stronger, while her dancing has stayed exactly the same - she still has all the rhythm and grace of a toddler that's had too many fizzy drinks. And she still dances better than me.