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Live: PWEI - Preaching to the Converted - Birmingham - 22nd January 2005
It's Saturday night and I've just driven over three hundred miles to Birmingham to see a band that split up over eight years ago. Have I lost the plot? Is this really worth the trek? Were they really as good as I remember? And even if they were, will they be even remotely as good now? Will I ruin the memory of those last gigs I went to see? It's time to find out.
It's with these memory and worries that I make my way into the Carling Academy in Birmingham to see Pop Will Eat Itself... who? It seems a generation has already grown up without PWEI; god, I feel old! So for those of you who don't know who PWEI are... well... er, you know what; I really haven't a clue how to describe them. "They're very much like scruffy pigs to look at.... they're very, very ugly indeed." You smiled, yes? Thats what PWEI are - they are a band that makes you smile. You can't help it. Their music never sits still; with its samples, pop, rhythm and rhyme you'll be pogoing along to...
Some people say he hasn't got feet but keeps a pair of dancing mice in his shoes instead...
Some people say he keeps a portrait in his attic which ages insead of him...
All we know, is he's called the Forbes
Some people say he hasn't got feet but keeps a pair of dancing mice in his shoes instead...
Some people say he keeps a portrait in his attic which ages insead of him...
All we know, is he's called the Forbes
Some people say he hasn't got feet but keeps a pair of dancing mice in his shoes instead...
Some people say he keeps a portrait in his attic which ages insead of him...
All we know, is he's called the Forbes
'Twas excellent couple of nights! And nice to meet cyber-friends!!
Did my body no good at all though!! LOL
Last time I saw Gill, I was slumped at the back, having run out of sweat & stamina!!
Getting too old for that!!
Hush my mouth! *I will not grow old, I won't, I won't, I won't!!!*
I just remembered the Freddie Mercury/Bettie Blue crossover in Belushis. I'll never see that poster in the same light again.
__________________ The interval between birth and death is fractal. Any given moment is infinitely deep and rich, and therefore one lifetime is quite enough for me.
__________________ The interval between birth and death is fractal. Any given moment is infinitely deep and rich, and therefore one lifetime is quite enough for me.
Why is this man sat on my knee??
I'm sad now cause I never went to London gigs 
