Gig etiquette....
Below, if you can stand to look, is a photo of one of Britain's greatest singers and songwriters... standing next to Malcolm Middleton (arf, arf, oh the jokes never end etc etc.) No, last night (Thursday 1st March) the aforementioned Malcy was lucky enough to meet half of Balustrade. The other half was elsewhere... more of which later... Anyway, I'd like to just say: STOP WHAT YOU ARE DOING. GET UP. GO OUTSIDE. GO TO A RECORD SHOP. PICK UP A COPY OF A BRIGHTER BEAT BY MALCOLM MIDDLETON. BUY IT. LISTEN TO IT. LISTEN TO IT AGAIN. LEARN. Top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, top, album. Balustarde will both be going to a Malcy gig later this month... stay tuned for full reports.
Last night however, I had to miss Malcy at Fopp in Bath as I was with former Balustrade manager and muse Neil Hairy Son, witnessing Kristin "She's alright for her age" (said Neil) hersh in concert at the Thekla in Bristol. And it was cracking. First night of the European tour, with ropey sound, petty-precious-pedantic-but-ultimately-correct heckling of the soundman by an obnoxious bloke (but thye levels got sorted, so cheers!) BUT
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If you are going to spend lots of money on a ticket to see an artist, please don't stand right behind me talking UPPER GUBBINS all the way through and IGNORING THE ARTIST. You are horrible horrible people, and.... and... grrr. I've said it before and I'll say it again... the gig-going audience of Bristol is, on the whole, the worst I've ever encountered. Posh arrogant winkers. HAVE SOME CHUFFING RESPECT YOU FOOLS.
Anyway, must calm down. Gig itself was great. Now, go and look at picture of lex'n'malcy again.
CARTS.
