Gigs of the musical and comedic variety

One week in November, 4 gigs.

The first was Daniel Kitson who might well be the funniest stand up in the country. I love love love him and he really didn't disappoint, we took two friends with us who had never seen him before, for a while I was concerned they wouldn't like him. They did, they laughed from beginning to end. I am already looking forward to the next tour.

The next was Rob Brydon. I like him in interviews, he's amusing, chatty..... but none of us were sure about the stand up, it was ok, but perhaps having seen Daniel Kitson the night before ruined it for us, he had a lot to live up to. Totally different kind of comic I guess.

Then the first music gig...... Motorhead, I have never wanted to see a bad play live more than these guys. It has been something I've wanted to do for as long as I can remember but every tour there's been some reason or another I've not been able to go. Now though, I can die happy, I have seen Lemmy. Overkill was absolutely amazing. I didn't even get bored during the 5 minute drum solo, it was immense. I wish they'd tour again this weekend because I would be there like a shot. The only downside was the crowd, or at least the old, drunk men. One of whom held me by the waist (despite the 17stone Mr T at my side) and slurred at me for way too long than was necessary. He spoke to Mr T, apparently we didn't look like a couple. I didn't really care what he thought. I told him to stop touching me, he did. I ignored him speaking to me, he wasn't put off, he carried on. I nearly missed Ace of Spades because of him.

Last but by no means least was Alice Cooper, again a show I've wanted to witness for a long time. Probably since the opening bars of Feed My Frankenstein blurred out from the screen whilst watching Wayne's World. Sadly I am too short for an Alice gig. Standing about 10 people back from the stage and with a backcombed mullet worthy of Garth Elgar right in my face for the duration I didn't see an awful lot. The crowd again not only having zero concept of personal space acted in a very very bizarre manner which I have never seen at any other gig. Nobody danced. Every single person stood still, completely still. Maybe they were hypnotized by the man himself, maybe they didn't want to move for fear of losing their space I don't know, but what I do know is it was awkward. Anyway, I've now heard School's Out twice (why is anyone's guess) and I've heard Poison live, no Feed My Frankenstein though which was something of a disappointment but there you go, it's not a juke box it's a live performance. I must say for a man who died on stage three times (or three times that I saw) Alice does a pretty amazing show.

Next month, Tragedy, Imelda May and the Wildhearts in the space of a week and a half. My ears will not thank me but I'm certain I'm going to have fun.

love love love

No, not a Valentine based post, just some things I love, I moan on this thing all the time, thought it was time for a change, in no particular order.....

1. Music - anything, everything but not Scouse House, if you do not know what I am talking about, consider yourself and your ears very very lucky. I like all music, I love gigs, the second the band start to play and everybody in unison has that same rush, Wildhearts gigs are the best for that, I am rarely without my ipod, I have to have music around me at all times. Ooooooh and I am finally getting to see Motorhead, albeit not till November but still I am excited, I will unbearable by November I am sure. My first ever single purchased with pocket money was the re-release of Ace of Spades, it was love at first chord.

2. Shoes - typically girly I know but I do love them. Never let you down, unless a heel snaps or those times when you get your stiletto stuck down a gap in the pavement and have to wrench the shoe out, whoops I am not supposed to be moaning.

3. Baking - I cannot stop baking, I do it constantly, muffins, sponge cakes, brownies, flapjacks, tiffin, biscuits, shortbread, lemon / lime / grapefruit / anything meringue pie, banana bread, its a rare occasion when there's nothing I have baked taking up space in my freezer. I can't stop, Mr T can't stop eating so its a good combination.

4. My bed - best place on earth, not one for those who have feather issues, mattress, mattress topper, feather bed, feather pillows, feather cushions, feather duvet (x2), it is like being the princess in the princess and the pea. It is cosy and definitely where I want to be most of the time.

5. My friends - without them I am nothing, with them I am me, myself, they are the most important, always there. I love them to death, they are quite simply the best friends a girl could ever wish for.

6. Mr T - he's a bit odd, currently thinks he's Bill Oddie/David Bellamy/a twitcher, he's bought a bird feeder, it's his latest garden based fad, the day there is a squirrel swinging from the bird feeder (attached to the pear tree with a complicated system of rope and pulley - no joke) is the day the novelty wears off but for now he's happy, he's had two different coloured tits on it so far and it's only been there since Sunday. Sometimes I despair of him but I wouldn't change him for the world.

7. Hotels - any hotel, doesn't have to be 5* boutique, a little B&B in the middle of nowhere is just fine, anywhere I get to take a suitcase or weekend bag to, which leads me nicely on to nr 8...

8. Mini Adventures - Mr T, his mini, a map and I, our most fun times are made up of this combination. We drive for hours and hours, I navigate, he drives, we listen to music. Currently we have a game, I put my ipod on shuffle, he has to guess who the artist is. He's not very good at this, he is apparently too busy concentrating on the road, no excuse if you ask me. Its fun, we drove to the Snake Pass, the most dangerous road in Britain, there was a camper van infront, we had to go slowly, Mr T did not like that.

9. London - where my heart is.

10. 17.30 Monday - Friday - home time. Enough said.