Sinister: Don't Say I Never Report You Nothing Back: Islington Academy 15/06/04
On the way to the gig I had a premonition that I would meet Mooro in the bogs, and I so it proved. At first I wasn't completely sure it was him, so there was quite a long pause, like something from the 'Infinity and Beyond' section of '2001: A Space Odyssey', only without the heavy breathing.
When I was young and impressionable I would occasionally read horror stories in the paper about disreputable hostess clubs in Soho that charged five pounds for a pint of watered-down lager. Perhaps you read them too. Well, Islington Carling Academy charged me seven pounds fifty for a pint and a half of lager shandy.
Here are my thoughts on B&S 2004 compared to B&S 1997, the last time I saw them:
No Isobel - I was shocked and surprised to discover that I missed her. I think Mick was wearing the very same pair of golf trousers as in 1997. Couldn't really see Richard or Chris. Sarah played about fifteen instruments. Stevie did an uncanny Bob Dylan impersonation. The funny bits were mostly funny. There was quite an extended ramble about Stuart's head turning into the transit of Venus because one of the lights was yellow. I thought the new songs were much better than the old songs. Bob has got the Exile on Main Street look even better than the Stones had it. I want to call it the Chateau Something look, but I can't remember the name of the place. You know what I mean, the Rolling Stones Mobile look.
Actually, some of you probably don't know what I mean.
I had previously thought he looked like Suzi Quatro, but no. Stewpot was very good, I thought. He's become quite an engaging frontman. The interaction with the crowd seems quite natural. I was surprised that the biggest cheer of the night *by far* was for the guy from the audience who got up to sing a song. It was nice that they actually did requests from the audience, I don't know if that's normal or it was just because it was such a low-key gig. I lust after Stuart's red and white striped guitar. It would go very nicely with my red and white striped Swatch watch. I don't know what else to say. We both danced and I headbanged gently to 'I'm a Cuckoo'. Nice evening, shame to have to rush home.
Cheers,
Peter
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Peter Miller