A grumble

I went to two very good gigs recently – Othello Woolf (listen/read Dummy interview) at Notting Hill Arts Club and Miranda Holly (listen/read Dummy interview) at the Social. They are both fantastically talented in very different ways and put their all into their live performances. So what am I grumbling about? Well, it frustrated and saddened me that some members of the audience insisted on talking through their entire sets. Why come to a live gig if what you really want to be doing is chatting? Sit in your living room and talk over a CD instead. At the very least go and stand at the bar, for fucks sake. Don’t stand down the front and shout your mouth off. It’s just plain rude. That’s it. Grumble over.


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