What an ungenerous assessment of live music by Sasha Mistlin (The hill I will die on: Going to a gig is an endurance test, 20 June). As the relatively new owner of an independent live music venue, I can tell you that the joyous experience of coming together for a gig is alive and kicking on a weekly basis. Yes, the economic environment for hospitality in general, and grassroots music in particular, makes it really tough – but that just strengthens our resolve to put on great shows.
Perhaps Mistlin has just not experienced many gigs outside central London and the big festivals. I used to shuttle regularly between London, Hull and Newcastle, often seeing the same band two or three times in a week. Spoiled London audiences are far more cynical and unresponsive than those of us off the beaten track. I watched the incredibly talented Anton Newcombe play a 30-minute encore to a rapturous audience in Newcastle on a Tuesday and then return for one song to a muted crowd in London the next day. Same quality of gig, different quality of audience. You get out of it what you put in.
