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What a disco though - just like several Xmas office parties all coming along early, with the same music I imagine. Still, it was all good amusing fun.
I saw the dance moves, and they were indeed highly experimental. Though I looked up a little later, and you had vanished, I feared maybe even into one of the numerous paper lanterns on the ceiling.
I have some not too bad pictures and the usual ultra-grainy videos of the Morning Bride set. "Mother Hackney" is fast becoming an anthem, isn't it? The new electric band was sounding pretty good together too (and fantastic to see Jim behind the full drumkit again), and I can't wait for the album.
Hopefully some people will have woken this morning to discover cryptic glyphs on their hands and will have no recollection of me placing them there in exchange for their door money, and will remain puzzled until the whole gig comes flooding back to them.
Favourite moment doing the door:
Person arriving says "What do the band sound like?"
I try to explain, fumbling for suitable genre tags such as Americana, country rock and settle for "Amazingly good!"
Person responds "What's the drummer's name?"
"Er, Jim. Do you know him?"
"No, I just thought I'd seen him around here and wondered what his name was."
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