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Recommended.
Trashbat Museum.
Relive the heady days of trashbat.co.ck at this tiny, intimate museum. Remember the vibe, rediscover the parties, rewatch the vids, recover from the present by stepping into the past. It revolves around the trashbat.co.ck website but takes into account so many more aspects of those short-lived days. In Trashbat's own words: get startled. Peace and f*cking.
Mon-Wed: 10-15; Thu-Sun: 10-18. Entrance: free.
(http://www.metro.co.uk/metrolife/museums/article.html?in_article_id=64059&in_page_id=30)
REVIEWS: MUSEUM
Trashbat Museum, Textile Street, London, Saturday September 1
The coolest part of town has just upped a notch by the simple introduction of a museum. NME went along to get startled.
And startled we were. We thought the trashbat.co.ck website had been buried and forgotten years ago. But Nathan Barley has managed the impossible and brought it back to life even cooler now than it was back when was at its coolest. How the fuck did he pull that one off? We went around all evening trying to figure it out and we have no answers. He must be born with it is all we can say.
Museums aren't exactly NME fodder, but fuck, Trashbat Museum (or TBM as all the cool kids call it) is our kind of museum. If you thought Pete Doherty's blood-splattered canvases were the right-on thing, think again. This isn't a self-promotional stunt; this is history. Proper, recent history, made by the kids, for the kids. Barley lived and breathed this era and who better to turn it into a museum?
So what is TBM? Officially, it is a museum of Hoxditch life between 2000 and the present, focusing mainly on the years 2004 and 2005. But it is so much more. It is visual, it is artistic, it is music, it is videos. It is, in short, perfection.
And the opening night was nothing less. Tension in the crowd gathered outside grew and grew as we waited for the doors to open, it was like being back at an early Libertines gig. And inside we were not disappointed. History overwhelmed us, the museum is a sight to be seen. And complimentary drinks and everything.
There is so much that could be said, but NME aren't one to say no to free drinks. We spent most of the evening wandering around soaking up the atmosphere and being reminded of old gigs and cursing ourselves for missing so many others. What we did catch, though, was Dan 'The Preacher Man' Ashcroft onstage reading his infamous 'The Rise of the Idiots' article. We've never been a big fan of his, and his argument was rather undermined by him getting completely drunk afterwards and thrown out. If anyone was an Idiot this night, it certainly wasn't the crowd listening.
The night continued with dancing and partying and drinking well into NME's bedtime, and we crawled our way home while the hipsters continued the party. It was a spectacular evening, and a fantastic museum. Go and see it. So says the NME. Peace and fucking.
NME RATING: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Tim Jonze and Jamie Fullerton.
(Trashbat Museum, Textile Street, Hoxditch, London. Monday-Wednesday 10am-3pm, Thursday-Sunday 10am-6pm. Entrance: free.)
(http://www.nme.com/reviews/trashbat-museum/8915)