Monday:
The
Art Bandits drew a crowd of more than 14 people to the clubroom at
the Whippet Inn. I really fancied the bass player but he was too loud and
they all had nice trousers. The drummer smelled and he bought me a drink
and said I could sit on his face for tuppence but there was some chairs
left.
Tuesday:
Brampton Community Centre, The Kooljazz Fusion Sextet.
I
thought they would be sexy but they were all very old and had horrid trousers
but the drummer had a nice car in the interval and said I was very pretty and
offered £20 to buy my cat but it was at home.
Wednesday:
I
stayed in and washed my hair.
Thursday:
Irish
Folk Night, O'Clackerty's Bar.
A very disappointing evening I think they were called "Tree Points Fodder Band" then a fat drunk sang the Tolpuddle Whale Miner's Lament before the ambulance came and there wasn't a proper drummer because he couldn't get it out of his bottom and an old man with some alien bagpipes asked me if I'd got a bit of Irish in me and when I said no he said did I want some then.
Friday:
DJ
Rapmasterfunk, Slappers Nitespot.
It
was very loud and really cool techno and I got drunk and danced a lot and
the bouncer wanted to lick my cat but it was at home again.
Saturday:
The
Talentless Richkidz, Mucky Lane Youth Centre.
An
elegant and imaginative cross-fertilization of neo-classical minimalism
and nightmarish post-gothic thrash metal, innovatively combined with an endearingly
innocent but acute insight into the subtler nuances of modern free-form eastern
European jazz-rock, with a delicate yet robustly mature flavouring of Caribbean
rhythmic influence.
Sunday:
The
Self Righteous Wankers,
Friendship
Hall, Church of the Anointed Organ, Cack Lane, Brampton.
There
wasn't no drink and the drummer was fat and sweaty and had spots but his
dad was nice so I give him one instead. |
