Tonight, ManFriend and I are seeing the fabulously deep-voiced Graveyard Train:
I’m not sure they’d like being called fabulous. It doesn’t sound hairy enough.
And last week we saw Mikelangelo and the Tin Star. This is one of my favourites from Mikelangelo and the Black Sea Gentlemen (especially when you get to 4.39… HOT!):
Which means my birthday has been bookended by two of my favourite live bands.
But now I have a request for you. SuperCat and I went to roller derby last weekend and I want to go to their next fresh meat tryouts. Hopefully I’m not too old to smash tough ladies on skates. But first, I need a crackingly rude name. Suggestions?