petronia

Spent 70 pages wondering why "Rydra Wong" sounded familiar and only remembered after I got home from the library that it was a person on LJ and I'd simply always assumed it was her real name.

Saw C's Beatles cover band (yes the one that was blessed by Yoko Ono) play a gig, in a tiny pub I'd never noticed the existence of, just above Hurley's. The audience were maybe 80 people and packed the room out. It was a clear triumph - the band was much better than I'd expected, and by all accounts had improved immensely since they'd last played live. They wore sharp suits and gave terrible/hilarious fake Liverpudlian patter. XD; It was also a good way to hear the songs, which I'd been getting interested in during the run-up to

freakytigger's reissue reviews in teh 'Fork. Up until fairly recently I would have had trouble imagining what the Beatles really sounded like live - if I'd bothered trying, which I never did. One had this impression that they were... reedy, yanno? Tinny. My dad never rated the Beatles because they had such "thin, unexceptional voices." But they had punchy rhythm-section goings-on, you could dance to their early stuff. In a weird way I feel privileged that I get to hear some of these songs for the first time played in a pub and be like "Oh that's a nice tune, what is it" as if it were by some random minor indie rock band. Although I didn't say it out loud because I didn't want to let on. XD;;

Afterward G tried to convince them to add "Dizzy Miss Lizzy" to the setlist and I plumped for "I Saw Her Standing There", mindful of poll. "Twist and Shout" is a great first set ender but they could have moved it up easily if they'd wanted the crowd to get to their feet faster, the girls were gagging for it.