People often say that you should never meet your hero's as you'll always be disapointed. You could also argue that the same method applies when seeing bands you used to like in your childhood, but I'll discuss that later. Due to Shoreditch fun times and a lack of available taxi's near Brick Lane I arrived late, which meant missing the first support band and only seeing the final five Johnny Foreigner songs. What little I did see of JoFo was enjoyable but even their brand of messy and distorted punk fell foul of the awful sound quality of the Islington Academy, which plagued both them and Hundred Reasons. Next up were Hundred Reasons. It had been about 8 years since I first saw Hundred Reasons and although I'd dipped in and out of their career since then I wasn't sure what to expect from them. Sure, Ideas Above Our Station is immense but they've never been able to recapture the same success or quality they had with their debut so I wasn't expecting to be blown away. So, was I blown away? No, but that's more a reflection of my musical tastes than the quality of the band or how well they perform live, which was just as good as I remembered. I just didn't have the same connection with this band that I'd once felt but that doesn't matter because that connection has been transferred down to a different generation of people that will happily sing their hearts out to every line in every song. That coupled with the fact I'd never seen the Academy so busy before is proof that although some oldies like me may have moved on, the band are still relevant today.