Just back from London - so here's two gig stories
The Peel (quick version) - WOW!
The Peel (slow version)
We left Scotland about 1720 on the Friday and were having a beer in York by 2010 - an unbelievably good run so probably could have made Rotherham
A shame to hear the low numbers but Rich and DW both thought it was a good gig.
But on to the main event (for me)
Got to Kingston stupidly early due to personal paranoia about being late so decided to find the venue and get a drink nearby. As we were closing in an all in black Richard West appeared walking along the street. After introducing him to my wife, Liz, the conversation went something like
RW Do you know what road this is?
JH Cambridge Road
RW My sister's lost - do you know the road number?
JH No but I've got a map you can have
RW Great - you can always trust someone in a Threshold T-shirt!
JH Do you know where we can get a drink near here?
RW Well the venue is a pub so you could try there. This side is shut for now but the other side is open. (pause) It's a strip club!
So evidently you can get useful directions from someone in a Threshold top, but not from someone dressed in black.
Having found a (slightly) more solubrious pub (Bricklayers Arms - bit rough looking but nice turfed back garden!) we then returned to a now much busier Peel.
Once in we made our way right to the front, right in front of the monitor where Karl would be later (close enough that he nearly had my eye out during a solo). The venue soon began to fill with a large number in for both bands and a pleasingly high number of Threshold shirts on show.
Kyrbgrinder were excellent - my third attempt at seeing them (missed them at Rotherham 07, and Edinburgh last year) although I would have liked Johannes mic to be up a bit. The guitarist blurred, the bassist had fun and JJ was awesome - effectively "lead drums" at times, lots of laughs and a great moment when his headband slipped and ended up like a Pirate Patch.
But then, at last, Threshold. Having waited 17 odd years for my first modern era Threshold gig, I only had to wait another 18 months this time. The band appeared from the crowd - all tightly squeezed in to this small venue - and took the stage. Johannes drums had been moved back (all of four feet, such was the size of the stage!) and I now found Karl about 6 inches from my nose (if you were there, I was to the right of Russian man who didn't know the words to Pilot!)
The set list was the slightly abbreviated version that has just played elsewhere and everything was spot on. Johannes energy was amazing, especially as he had just played a set. The arrangements, keys and guitars were all great and Damian was lively, disappearing into the crowd a number of times. They didn't rest for a minute and all took their turn at getting the crowd involved. Even Steve was mouthing some words so maybe he will step up to a mic next time.
Every band member, both as an individual and as a unit, made it look like they had been playing together for many, many years. It was great to see just how much genuine fun they were all having. For those that were there you will know exactly what I mean and I guess the vast proportion of readers will have seen this in action too.
They also had plenty of time after the gig, as ever. Damian either kissed everyone he met or handed them a flyer for DWB (I just got the flyer, my wife got the kiss!), and the others fielded the numerous picture and autograph hunters with not just patience but sincere interest.
And then, alas, time to go and leave the luminous pint glasses and last lingering fans behind.
Liz arrived with an indifferent opinion to Threshold - as we travelled home on the last bus she asked "When are they playing again?" - enough said!