Okay, that’s it. I don’t think I can take any more. If I go to another fantastic gig this year I think my head will explode.
There is too much good stuff going on in Birmingham at the moment and anyone who says otherwise is, well, not an idiot, just ill informed.
So in the interests of keeping my head in one piece and because my well of superlatives is running dry, a visual review using the theme of hair.
Einstellung of Birmingham
Acid Mothers Temple of Japan
All of my photos in glorious grainy sepia, as usual.
Oh, one small comment. When scheduling a gig it’s common practice for the support band to be somewhat inferior to the headliner. This was not the case tonight. In fact it hasn’t been the case at most of the gigs I’ve been attending. And while it’s great value for money I’m not sure I can take anymore.
Ooh! According to my diary there aren’t any gigs next week! Woo! (Bet I’ve forgotten something though…)