Last night, we went east to the The Boiler House, in the Old Truman Brewery, right in the heart of trendy Brick Lane to see the mighty Human League in full effect playing a small venue and promising an "all killer and no filler" set.





I'd been harbouring grave doubts about this because they were there as part of a corporate shindig for Palm phones, but the company had at least sweetened the pill by letting in some of the great unwashed through an open competition.



Despite the mass of swivel-action besuited types whose idea of rocking at a gig was to remain sat down for the majority of the set, the League really were exceptionally good. Oakey's voice was still really, really strong and he was looking lean and mean too.

The sound was fantastic and I'd forgotten how they were pioneers in early electronica, and just how strong their back catalogue is.

It was a great gig and I feel quite privileged to have seen them in such a small venue ...oh, and the beer was free too! :)



Suitably refreshed, I wobbled home via the fantastic bagel shop on Brick Lane, scoring a half dozen bagels for £1.20.

I like buying things in "half dozens."

Labels: brick lane, music

Brick Lane runs from Bethnal Green in the north, passes through Spitalfields and on towards Whitechapel High Street.

Situated in the heart of London's Sylheti Bangladeshi community, the street is known as the curry capital of the UK.


Walking down the street you can expect a full hustle from waiters and restaurant employers (amusingly described as 'Tikka Touts') hell bent on luring you into their premises.


As you progress down the street, expect to be offered ever-improving offers; "Twenty five percent off - but only if you take our offer now!", "Free first round of drinks plus thirty per cent off!" and my favourite, "Special VIP table!".

My tip: decide where you want to go first and ring up them up beforehand to sort out a good deal.


We went to Cafe Raj on 42 Hanbury St, just off Brick Lane.


The food was very good, the restaurant clean and the service reasonably swift, although our promised 'free Cobra beer' turned out to be a glass of some nondescript lager.

The promised discount also needed some firm renegotiation after they sneakily added a clause that everyone had to order a main course.


Things got a little tatty when we headed out to the outside loo that had a worryingly large pile of toilet rolls stacked up.


I loved this 'Chef of the Year' sign. No need to tell us what year it was or who accorded the place the honour!

Still, it was a good curry, and although not quite able to challenge our favourite curry house in the capital - Khan's of Brixton - we can definitely recommend the place.


More Brick Lane photos

Labels: brick lane, curry