Sinister: Shoot your shot

[Robert McTaggart]

Dearly beloved,

Being the hard-nosed reporter that I am I've waited mere seconds after
arriving home from Glasgow to give you warts and all coverage of last
night's hoedown at Saint Stan and Tami the Immaculate's Parish Church
and subsequent drinking till the wee smalls.

On entering the church after the cutomary B&S delay due to problemas
technicas, Duglas BMX Bandit, the lemonade-guzzler's Robbie Williams,
introduced us to an old man called Chip, who we were reliably informed
had written every 60's song we had ever heard, and some others we
hadn't.  Nice bloke, but a bit crap, to be honest, and I thought Anne
waas going to burst in an effort to stop laughing in the house of the
Lord.  Then Evie came on and she was indeed very short.  After the
disappointment of hearing Billie Sunshine slowed down to a Smog-like
tempo, and lots of songs from her new CD, I was getting a little
twitchy, especially after waxing so lyrically on the subject of the
Evester last week.  But it was all OK when ver S!E!B! came on stage,
and we got "Take me for a little while", "Anyway that you want me", "I
can't let go" and "Angel of the morning".  It was just fucking magic,
to be honest.  My favourite 60's singer and my favourite 90's band
playing together, what can I say?  

Then Chip introduced "Wild thing"....

"I wrote this next song and went to play the tape to Al Gorgoni, and
he said...."
"YES?" we said, expecting to hear some nugget of rock legend
"...he said..."
"What????", we cried, on tenterhooks now,
"I forget what he said"

But it still rocked like buggary, Chip n' Evie ogling each other
throughout, rather unnecessarily I thought, and the Murdoch bass solo
is something none of us will forget.

Apres, as they say in foreign, we went off to the 13th Note where
Keith and co missed the bus, Kriss Kross style, and then Warrender
John and his twin brother Joss entered the building, and a wall of
loveliness ensued.  I declared my obsessive love of gay disco to
Claire Timmins, and a fine time was had by all.  Joss and Warrander
are going to join Roolz, I've decided, and we're going to be bumping
for a buck in a town near you, managed Svengali style by Ruthless
Pookie McLaren, the Wall Street Banker.

Today we went to the Grosvenor where the worse for wear Warrender went
very pale and disappeared to the toilet for a long time, and
Spinmaster Symington assured us that Australian big band soul was the
next big thing.

Apparently Evie and ver S!E!B! have "cut some wax" together today and
the very thought makes so excited I'm going to piss my pants.

Love Tag xx
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