*---* HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINISTER BABIES *---* London? Well, I *did* enjoy it - it was certainly the best I've *heard* them, but it's a bit odd going to a comparatively big venue when you've got used to seeing bands play in grubby little back rooms. I've only ever seen B&S in small places or churches before. Oh, and a shop... A little shakey at the start, especially as portions of the crowd seemed a little pissed (or indeed pished) off, to say the least. Sadly, as I was busy talking to some friends I hadn't seen for a couple of months I didn't even realise that they'd been so long. Though if I'd had an early train to catch I'd have been cross - a friend had to leave after 5 songs. Had the same thing happen to me at a Shack gig at the Jazz cafe a couple of years ago when I was living in Cambridge & distinctly remember stomping past Martin Rossiter on the way out, and him looking really taken aback, as if he thought I was scowling at him. But B&S really came together about a third of the way through, & they sounded far less shambolic than any other time I've seen them - harmonies actually coordinating rather than wavering. I kind of thought about going to the front, but I didn't have the sheer blind reckless courage - made do with standing on tip-toe and just about seeing the top of Stuarts Murdoch and David's heads from time to time. Until the end when it cleared out a little & I got a glimpse of Stuart M.'s Felt t-shirt. Honey informs me that Mick Cooke was wearing a kilt, but I have no way of knowing whether this is true. Did anyone else see the boys on the balcony air drumming? I had a bit of nightmare getting home. Had to wait ages for the Hammersmith & City tube at Shepherds Bush & then it stopped at Edgware Road and an announcement said there wouldn't be another train for 20 minutes or something. So I decided to get the 27 bus to Chalk Farm instead of waiting for the tube, as the last trains go from Baker St to Finchley Road go at about 12:40, if not earlier. Kind of appropriate to ride home on a bus, now I stop to think about it. My friend Ben saw me at Edgware Road (we'd lost him in the venue - he was off talking to friends near the back), and I didn't see him. I don't think I actually walked past him, but it was pretty near. I've told him it wasn't my fault, I was stressed. He says he was testing my powers of observation and I failed. Bah! Sorry not to have introduced myself to anyone in the pub - I got there late, & had to try and find the man with my ticket before he got tempted to sell it to a tout (apparantly they were selling them for 35 quid). And then it took me 20 minutes to get served at the bar - I really should have got the hang of it by now, but no. Oh, this is far too long and dull... Lucy ---------------------- Lucy Munro lucy.munro@kcl.ac.uk +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". For list archives and searching, list rules, FAQ, poor jokes etc, see http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +---+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" +---+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+