The only real "mate's band" I bothered with
were supported by Oasis the first time I saw them (in Bedford somewhere ... the Angel?) and supported Coldplay the last time I saw them (Barfly) ... so, yeah, they really were OK. The one gig they played at the Dublin Castle, the lead guitarist's Dad came straight from work to watch them. Fully suited. Every stoned prick in there thought he was a dealer (because, obviously, middle aged drug dealers like to really stand out) ... setting up the amusing scene of me and him having a pint at the back of the room and some swampy clone tapping him on the shoulder and going... "hey man, are you the fat guy with the shit?"
( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Thu 6 Dec 2012, 11:05, Reply)