I am off to see some heroes of mine play tonight, Manic Street Preachers at Venue Cymru in Llandudno. It’s always a pleasure to catch these guys, I first saw them play in a pub in Leeds, they were there when I first started seeing Mrs 1537 and for her 40th birthday treat 20 years later. I have seen them when I’ve been on top of the world and I’ve seen had them lift me back up when I’ve been down in the doldrums. I sometimes miss out on seeing them when they play venues that are too big for me, but I usually don’t worry, they’ll be back around again before too many more years pass.
Resistance is Futile, the new LP, has some very good new tunes on but hasn’t really grabbed me yet, this is its chance.
Tonight’s venue is a cracker, on the shore front in Llandudno and I’ll wander along there with a bag of chips as is traditional for me when I go to Venue Cymru before I get in early and get right down on the rail, centre right as I always do. After all, what else would I be doing on a Tuesday night?
See you down the front.
852 Down (still).
What a nice guy. The gal and I have one of them there “anniversaries” coming up. I have tickets to a 15 man Battle Royal wraslin match.
Yee-haw! There’ll be severed limbs and gouged eyes everywhere.
Hazmat suits are in order
AWESOME. How’d it go (as if I had to ask)?
They were really excellent, as always. Pulled a good few surprises with the material they played too, a couple of obscure B-sides chucked in to the mix for their own amusement.
For their amusement and your absolute pleasure. Way to go, MSP!
Excellent! The new tracks impress in the live setting? Hold their own with the older stuff?
They did indeed and they pulled some obscure older ones out of the bag too. Of the new stuff ‘International Blue’ and ‘Liverpool Revisited’ were just brilliant, a bit harder live than in the studio.
Your Tuesday night: right down on the rail, centre right (MSP)
My Tuesday night: right down on the rail, center right (Fu Manchu)
(I’m become a doddering old homebody these days, but thankfully “home” has somehow expanded to include crowded gig venues. Hope yours was as good as mine!)
I will forgive your misspelling as you are clearly a kindred soul!
I had a brilliant, life-affirming night – how about you?
Dude… same, so same…
Lucky always good gig. I live now in Manchester so I’ve have seen them here, have a good night!
Hiya, I’ve seen them there a couple of times over the last few years too – i skip it when they play arenas though. Always a fun night out.
Rock It Brother!
I rocked it like a hurricaine. True story.
Enjoy!!
I certainly did.
Awesome. Have fun!
Hey James, they were as excellent as always. The Coral supported, you know their stuff at all? they were absolutely brilliant live.
I don’t know them, but I’ll check them out!
Have fun! That looks like quite a venue.
I hope you leave the show hooked by some tunes that were unable to catch your ear in their album format!
“Joseph”. How formal!
And “bag of chips” means bag of fries, Sarca, not crisps.
Got it!
😉
We’re a very formal nation – I always wear a full dinner suit to gigs.
Sharp-dressed man Joseph takes out the big wad o quid for bag of chips and cokes. You so Classy! 😎
That’s why bitchaz b loving me! Mind you haters gonna hate!
That’s why they broke and you so paid
Down at the front? At the rail?! What are you, some kind of teenager?
At your age you should be standing at the back, arms folded, disapproving look on your face… now THAT’S a gig-goer.
Shhh… remember the Fortress of Solitude….
Oops I forgot about that…
Who knows what might happen if he slams into reality when he’s wandering about on his own….
He might drop his chips!
It could be that shocking and disorienting!
NEVER!! Empires will fall and mankind’s dreams crumble into the sands before that happens. It is a bit windy here though.
5 second rule applies too.
Umm, hello? I can hear you, you know?!
Oh, right! Oops.
Oh get with the flow daddio!
I don’t even turn up at gigs anymore. That’s how cool I am!
Oooh you can’t say your spouse’s age!
I had her carbon dated recently, so I can be accurate about it!
Yeah, plus or minus a thousand years. Pffft. Radio carbon dating is so 1980s.
Oh man. Music, beaches, beaches with chicks. Wait. Music, chicks, beaches. Chicks, music, beaches.
What a beautiful venue! And chips! Doesn’t get much better. Enjoy. 🙂