Well guys, this week your intrepid style reporter went along to a Klaxons gig and immersed myself in the phenomeon known as 'neu rave'. As an observer, the only way to fit in with the neu rave crowd involves:
1. wearing something neon - I spotted skinny neon jeans, neon shoes, even a neon kagoule
2. pretending to be 'luvved up' - this might involve a spontaeous konga through the crowd and of course, lots of hugging
3. waving glo-sticks, glo bangles and necklaces
Everyone was loving it - from a girl wearing glow-in-the-dark bunny ears at the front through to a group of men (pushing 40 and old enough to know better) mincing about at the back, proudly wearing neon feather boas, big hair, glitter and neon facepaint, as if glam rock was back. Bizarrely amid this neon cacophony, the Klaxons just sounded like a regular indie band, so there was really no need for me to get my whistle out...
