IT’S not often you get to hear the Blues based on Biblical characters, so the moment was worth savering.
Tom Peel opened the shortened bill (Birmingham band Kate Goes phoning in a sicknote) and brought the noisy hubbub of the Island Bar to a stunned silence with a ukelele driven song about how he ‘wanted bad things to happen’, complete with hillbilly style off-mic shouting to accompany himself.
I don’t think anyone there had even seen anything like it.
Liverpool band Wave =Machines topped the evening. They were like experiencing a dream of the Bee-Gees eating the Beatles and garnishing the aged Liverpudlians with a little bit of MGMT.
As if it wasn’t surreal enough, all band members wore masks of their own faces, in a move that had a few people looking at their drinks wondering if anything had been slipped in.
Bizarre, it may have been, but they sounded great. Beginning with ‘The Greatest Escape We Ever Made’ and ending with ‘Punk Spirit’, the Liverpool band enraptured the audience from start to finish.
They even brought along a mad hatted woman who danced incessantly in front of them, bringing the evening to what I considered at the time to be the pinnacle of peculiarity.
However upon leaving the venue we were confronted with auditionees for Britain’s Got Talent leaving the neighbouring Alexandra Theatre.
The sight of a couple of portly ladies plastered with bizarre white make-up being barracked by other gig-goers for clearly having ‘no talent’ was the final straw.
The weirdest yet most wonderful gig I’ve been to in ages, and all for just £2. Incredible.