by Emma Murphy A cold November night, the lights of neighboring moored vessels cast light on the Mud Dock and the growing queue. ÔÇ£ItÔÇÖs like Venice,ÔÇØ murmured Mike OÔÇÖBrien, ÔÇ£But not.ÔÇØ We made our way slowly onto the Thekla, the energy different to any other crowd IÔÇÖve ever encountered at a live show. The venue itself was warm, and seemed to emit a hazy blue … Continue reading Live Review – The Japanese House