Please note above, DB at the exact moment of screaming 'Burning Down The House' wearing a tutu
A moment of clarity.
An emotional moment.
After all this is the man who taught me to play the guitar left handed with the strings set for right hand (I saw 'Stop Making Sense' so many times that I naively mirrored the playing)
When I plugged the guitar in, i did not want it to sound rock.
Thin, clanky, african, rhythmic. This is the way.
A performance is a performance whether it is dance, music, theatre, video, film.
The setlist as I remember it:
Strange Overtones
I Zimbra
One Fine Day
Help Me Somebody
Houses in Motion
Home
My Big Hands (Fall Through The Cracks)
Heaven
Moonlight in Glory
Life is Long
Crosseyed And Painless
Born Under Punches (The Heat Goes On)
Once In A Lifetime
Life During Wartime
I Feel My Stuff
(encore)
Take Me To The River
The Great Curve
(encore)
Burning Down The House
(encore)
Everything That Happens Will Happen Today
(If you were there please let me know if some of the order is wrong)
Small Fry
1) Chris Difford from Squeeze shoved my manbag out of his path as we both attempted to gain entry to the venue.
2) There was a bloke there who I thought was Trent Reznor but when he spoke he had a massive west country accent.
3) Alan Lemon was also witnessed fingering a slice of lemon in his soft drink near the bar.
4) Special mention must go to the twat in row J (seat 50?) who got outrageously pissed and then started swearing at everyone around him. £35 a ticket (not cheap!), an amazing show and he won't remember anything in the morning. What a cock.
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