Last night great gig! We went to see the noisy shouty pouty Noisettes, not to be confused with the Noisettes (we're abstract minimalists) and certainly not to be confused with the Noisettes on emusic who appear to be (ouch) smooth jazz. They were supported by google-friendly The Victorian English Gentleman's Club who had a great singing drummer girl with a BIG BELL, and and rambling one-man band Mayor McCa who I'm sure I've heard on the soundtrack of some North American indie film or other. All good, in ways best appreciated by listening to them, and lots of shouting.
I'm feeling better about things today. Cold feet, though.
--and there's last week's strip I forgot to link to
which is not the strip I was planning, but when are they ever?
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