Went to see Arab Strap of Friday night and it was a most bizarre experience. The weirdness began with support band Electric Sound of Joy who, for the two numbers I caught, looked and sounded like Postgrad physics students covering Middle of The Road b-sides in an ironic Krautrock stylee. Mmm. Nice. I suspect they own a copy of "Back In Denim", and good luck to 'em. The venue was unexpectedly packed although no more than a third of the audience appeared to have come to hear the band, preferring to talk amongst themselves, breaking off only to heckle and jeer. Things got even stranger when some girls at the front got sent out for talking before the second song (Packs Of Three) as Aiden Moffat refused to carry on with them there. It seemed a bit curmudgeonly at the time, especially as the Strap's lyrics work better for me when thought of as overheard snippets, rather than finely-wrought poetry. However, as the gig wore on and it became increasingly difficult to hear the band over the row of the audience, you began to take his point. Anyway, for the most part they were pretty good, especially the long dancey versoin of "Girls Of Summer". On a different thread, I have never had any dealings with Joe Strummer, but I did once share a urinal with Mick Jones. Cheers, Adam. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- . This message was brought to you by the Sinister mailing list. . To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". . For subscribing, unsubscribing and other list information please see . http://www.majordomo.net/sinister . For questions about how the list works mail owner-sinister@majordomo.net . Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa -----------------------------------------------------------------------