So tonight, Twitter's #WobblyWayne, #WobblyWachel and I went to see The Smyths - a Smiths tribute band., and boy do I feel old! The 40+ audiences were unmoved - chitty-chattering as the band started :
"Dead easy getting here - parked up and got the tube"
"Ooh, good idea."
Didn't approve of the volume:
"It's loud, isn't it?"
They went through the motions:"What's your favourite album?" (always a worrying direction)
I'm not entirely sure they were Smiths fans in the first place:
"I could do with a seat..."
And before the end :
"We're gonna head off now, make sure we get our train..."
"Yeah, miss the rush"
Still, the Smyths weren't very good - I loved The Smiths. Johnny Marr is a genius. I adore Morrissey. But as the real thing isn't available I have a large tolerence for a cover band... but they were crap! Maybe that was why, rather than the vintage of the audience? Either that or I'm suddenly immensely old.
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