I went to see the Wonder Stuff...
...or at least "Miles Hunt's new improved Wonder Stuff" at the Barfly in Camden. First song in, he forgot the words to On The Ropes - the words being, ironically, "Take these words and stick 'em in your head/Now roll 'em round until you can't forget what's said". Anyway, he mumbled his way through it. A few songs later, he was telling us about how thinking up between-song-banter is quite difficult and how he gets better at it as the tour goes on. (At this point someone had already shouted "Miles Cunt!" so I figured I was on safe ground) He was urging us to come and see them in London at the end of the tour because the banter would be better, so I shouted "Do you think you might remember the words by then?"

He turned really nasty, shouting: "That's my perogative, you stupid bastard! This next song's called Looking For A Fistfight and it's dedicated to you, potsmoker!"

Having been a Stuffies fan since about 1988, I was delighted to be insulted by the man himself - I was covering the gig for 6 Music and included it in my write-up with pride. They didn't use it though.
( emvee cruor deo cruoris, Thu 6 Apr 2006, 16:12, Reply)