One dark and stormy night

Well His t-shirt did not arrive in time and one small slave had a pile of clothes to re fold and hang, but he did look very hot as we scampered out the door... yes you guessed it... running late. There would have been some quick snaps of us, but as we got ready to leave it got dark and then absolutely bucketed down with all the fury a sub tropical climate can produce. Needless to say our only thought was get into the car and on the road to our vanillas before we were any later. Traffic goes a little insane around here when it rains.

We all had a fabulous dinner in Chinatown before joining a queue of people to get into the venue. And then it got rather strange...

We were carded by someone old enough to be our son, grabbed a drink and He headed straight to as close to the stage as he could get with us all in tow. So we settled into wait, shouting above the music how strange it was to be in a venue completely free of the pervasive smell of dope. Actually it was completely free of any type of smoke whatsoever... which to a non smoker was something of a blessed relief.

Then, with little fan fare, They Might Be Giants emerged to do what could only be described as an intimate rock concert...

Seriously the venue only holds about 400 and it wasn't sold out, so there was no massive crush in what would have been a mosh pit at any other band. The crowd was largely His age and incredibly polite. There was no crush, no surge, no bottles rolling around on the floor... just diehard fans that had aged with the band. There was however, a massive amount of heat generated from all the bodies so one small slave, who had ended up surrounded by tall people, slipped out from the crowd to stand on the edge of the action.

Securing a place by an open window, where the sound was particularly good rather than just loud, one spent the time with a cold breeze on the back and a wall of radiating heat on the face. It was actually rather a pleasant sensation. And best of all there were no tall people to block the puppet show...

Yeah there was a puppet show in the middle of it...

This did provide a stark contrast to music that made every organ feel like jello it was so loud.

It was a great show; the band gave it their all which was rather a pleasant surprise. Often when bands are touring they are tired of their old music and tired of touring. But they attacked their music with gusto, interspersing their new material throughout it. They came back for two encores to thunderous clapping and stamping. They worked their arses off and the fans were thrilled. What more can you want?