Sunday, October 23, 2005
So I kinda made both shows but had to bale during The Grease Monkeys set but I’ll se them and the DT’s tomorrow in Glasgow. I don’t drive at night unless absolutely necessary anymore. I can’t see and ever since our accident some four years ago now there’s no great desire to have a passenger cut free by the fire brigade or whoever. So this generally means leaving for the last train which is a zoo but there’s no alternative. Noisy drunk assholes scooped up on whatever the fuck it is they neck in enormous quantity to make them so obnoxious. But anyway, The CafĂ© Royal Bistro was busy so that’s good. The kids there were all hopped up and ready to go, but in a good way.

Earlier, across town at Cabaret Voltaire (a bloody tidy venue by the way), The Hacienda Brothers did their thing in front of a small but appreciative throng consisting of folks (like myself) of let’s say, more mature years. The guys (who aren’t real brothers nor do they bear the surname of hacienda) got a standing ovation for their trouble and closed tonight’s second set with an encore version of Dave Alvin’s “Fourth Of July” which would have brought a tear to a glass eye. Absoferkinglutely outstanding.
Earlier, across town at Cabaret Voltaire (a bloody tidy venue by the way), The Hacienda Brothers did their thing in front of a small but appreciative throng consisting of folks (like myself) of let’s say, more mature years. The guys (who aren’t real brothers nor do they bear the surname of hacienda) got a standing ovation for their trouble and closed tonight’s second set with an encore version of Dave Alvin’s “Fourth Of July” which would have brought a tear to a glass eye. Absoferkinglutely outstanding.
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