Depression needs understanding and support but that needs to be handled very subtly. It’s all too easy for ham-fisted efforts to only send someone further in.
Month: May 2003
Gaybar
Okay so I said that The Cooper Temple Clause were bloody brilliant but tonight’s gig surpassed even that. Electric Six were even better, surpassing all levels of the Ryan Rating System and bring about a new grade of gig coolness. They were “Fuckin’ Deadly”. They rocked pretty much with the stuff that I hadn’t heard, but once GayBar came on I found myself sucked into a pit of moshing joy from whence I didn’t emerge for an hour.
A mix of disco, heavy rock, punk, and a stage presence to rival Sir Lawrence Olivier made for the perfect gig to bounce around to like a mad thing and bounce around I did. I imagine I’ll be unable to walk in the morning but it was very much worth it. Especially with their well-timed monarch dissing, and the slightly ironic timing of their cover version of Radio Ga Ga, which confused the younger members of the audience.
Shooting fish in a barrel
So, yes it’s that time again. I’ve just been to another gig and it was bloody brilliant. Those of you acquainted with the Ryan rating system will know that a rating of bloody brilliant is equivalent to several Brit awards, a Grammy, and an Oscar. This week’s gig was The The Cooper Temple Clause who absolutely harpooned bottom.
We missed the first support band, Medium 21, but according to the very enthusiastic badge giver at the door, they were very good. We did see The Rain Band who are also on Temptation Records. This Manc foursome seem to have The Music’s sound down pat while not being quite so polished. They were good bit have a ways to go before they headline.
The Cooper Temple Clause, as mentioned before, harpooned arse and rocked several people’s testicles off; a great thing for population control, but probably better for musical causes. They were a very heavy rock band, pretty much in the Isle of White Hendrix style. Lots of kicking bass, hard drums, growling guitar, and sycophantic synths. Check them out, please. They really are very very good live and better than a lot of new music out there.
Ave Satani
All I can say is, “more”
I say we bury him in bunny ears. Make it easier to find him in hell so we can kick his ass clear across the afterlife. […] Pink bunny ears, with bells on them. –Kurdy– .