to add just before Christmas that I met the Pawn Shop Kings, who happened to be supporting Rocco Deluca in Manchester at the Life Cafe. I have to confess that I hadn’t heard of them before, but I enjoyed their set immensely. They had superb vocal harmonies, and took the time to keep it real by mingling with the audience afterwards.

I had the pleasure of a quick conversation with them and found them to be very down to earth and happy to talk. In every respect, the total opposite of paying top whack to sit in the roof of the MEN and watch some act three miles away from you, who you will never get to meet. Good luck guys, you deserve the best luck!

On the other hand, Lucky Jim, the other support act, really wasn’t my cup of tea at all. I just don’t dig songs about how depressing life is and how we live life “through the bottom of a bottle”. Fcuk me, I wanted to slash my wrists afterwards.

On another track, I read some disturbing things today about the place I’ve ordered by PSP from, hopefully it’s just a couple of people shit stirring, but you never know. I thought it suspicious myself, hence using the security afforded to me by Visa.