Last time I saw these guys they were being presented with a trophy after defeating my fan-mannschaft 1-0 in a tense and eagerly contested Immergutzocken 7-A-Side Football Final at the Immergut Festival in 2008. The memory sometimes keeps me awake at night.
After kicking a ball through a circular hole in a makeshift goal-wall I gained a place in the tournament on one of the fans teams. Of course, everybody is gung-ho on the first evening of the festival, trying to scrape a team together the following morning is another thing but we had enough and a good team too. On a blazing 35DegC day we won the crowds hearts with our brave displays and silky skills and found ourselves in the final against a team that had actually slept in beds the night before, not like us who were lucky if we woke up outside our tents on a clean patch of grass.
That team were Lokomotiv I Like, the footballing faction within the band I Like Trains. Two minutes from the end of the final with everyone out on their feet, the sun hammering down and only the russian roulette of a penalty shoot-out between us and ultimate glory…well, let’s just say that they somehow scored, it was nobody’s fault, just one those deliciously tragic moments where nothing bad happens but you hang your head anyway just for a second cos the drama of it all feels so good. They had bigger beards than we did in fairness so I still maintain that was the deciding factor in the end.
It hurt to see them take that trophy but ah, shucks, they played such a good show the night before I couldn’t stay angry with ‘em. From what I remember they’d played a storming set of upbeat and strangely hopeful post-rock that sounded like Sigur Ros had moved somewhere nice and sunny and banned string sections. And hurray for that.
This is the video of Father’s Son off their new album He Who Saw The Deep released last October on their own record label, I Like Records, great name.
