I prefer leggy, svelte, cheekboned specimens - that is a given. And what better week to make the acquaintances of these types, than TFW? However, I eschewed all things fashionable, to see these guys jam again...
Yeah, I still think their debut studio album is...well, a touch too studio, but their live shows???
Hot. Damn. (cue water-drumming, feet-hustling, jam session here)
The Horseshoe: free(!), loud and packed. Rush Hour represent! The ability to pick-up ("Mate, has it really been four years?!?") and Jameson and Dial-a-bottle and wax nonsensical in a shitty hotel room...
Too bad there wasn't a gay man's bare bottom in sight.
(and the award for the most-random-bump-in goes to... Echo & The Bunnymen WTF?!?!)
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
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