Gig review - Marillion Weekend (UK) 2013 - Friday Night

So here I am once more...(Hmmm, I feel a song coming on!) Yes, it's been a while since I've blogged, sorry about that. And even more sorry about this - what was originally conceived as part of a full review of Marillion's UK convention held in Wolverhampton in April of this year (to have been published in May...) has been reduced to this single post covering the first night only. Guess you could see this as my equivalent of the Eagles' The Long Run (originally touted as a brilliant double album to be released in 1978, that finally emerged a year later as a distinctly underwhelming single album).Oh well, life and other associated paraphernalia get in the way from time to time, don't they? At least I'm not too likely to break up on the subsequent tour! Anyway, on with the review...

At a Marillion weekend it's traditional to begin with 'album night' on a Friday and that held true for 2013, though unlike previous weekends, which have featured quite a diverse range of themes, this time around every night was album night. Friday belonged to Radiation (or Radiat10n as it’s spelt on the album cover - and on *somebody’s* user name on most internet forums – on account of it being the band’s 10^th studio effort), widely regarded as one of the band’s weaker releases. Whether this is fair is subject to debate - personally I feel it does rank towards the bottom of the Marillion catalogue, but is by no means a poor album (they only have one of those, if you ask me – what do you mean you didn’t?! - and even that’s only true if you consider Less is More to be a ‘proper’ album in the first place). 

One thing Radiation certainly has in its favour is its unusally high quotient (by Marillion standards, at least!) of rockier numbers, so Under the Sun (see below) and the unfairly-maligned Answering Machine certainly kicked things off with a bang. Fan favourite (even amongst those who don’t care for the album as a whole) Three Minute Boy was up next, and by now the party was in full flow. The fans ambushed the band with a mid-song ‘3 minute scream’ when it was played in 2011, so this time they were expecting it and didn’t let it go on toooooo long, but it was still a fun moment.

Before the convention I’d worried that the three consecutive slow numbers that follow (Now She’ll Never Know, These Chains and Born to Run) would prove to be both atmosphere and momentum-killers, but this wasn’t the case. Now She’ll Never Know became the first number of the evening to get the eyes turning all watery on me (and h's seemingly effortless switches in and out of falsetto were simply breathtaking), These Chains is one of those songs that turns out to be far more powerful live, and after being trotted out at two consecutive convention seasons, I have to say that Born to Run has really grown on me, though it will never be a contender for a spot in my 'favourite 100 Marillion songs' list. 

Nonetheless the killer intro of Cathedral Wall came at just the right time to pick the energy up again, although in truth it’s not exactly a fast song either, though it is ‘heavy’. Both it and album closer A Few Words for the Dead are certainly amongst the album’s highlights and the ‘or you could love’ section of the latter provided one of the surprises of the night, as, seemingly from nowhere, large-stemmed flowers appeared in the hands of fans throughout the hall. Knowing the event was being filmed (more on the DVD release a bit later) some brightly-coloured attire, sunglasses and suchlike had been suggested as the dress code (you know, to ‘sort of’ reflect the radiation theme). Sensible folk like myself ignored this (and maybe even suspected a certain group of fans of trying to impose their own unique fashion sense onto the rest of us for the evening!), but the flowers were a genuinely nice touch, of the sort that Marilloin fans do specialise in, it has to be said – and the band later confirmed they had no idea that it was coming. Nor did I - I'd missed that particular fan memo!

Radiation has recently been re-mixed and re-released, and the new mix from Michael Hunter has converted a number of fans who particularly disliked the original ‘rough’ feel the album was given. Personally I’m not wildly keen about revisions after the fact, and I figure the live recording of this show is the only alternative version I need. And you thought I was a total obsessive/completist, you don’t know me at all really, do you? :P

Friday nights have traditionally been seen as something of a warm-up night in the past, with only  a handful of extra tracks played in addition to the main attraction of the full album concept. This time around, though, after a brief intermission the band returned for a set that threatened to overshadow Radiation as they performed a scattershot selection of tracks from all over the decades, ranging from recentish classics such as Genie and Somewhere Else, to early h-era singles Hooks in You and Cover My Eyes (both of which should have been smashes, rather than the moderate hits they actually were). The latter segued neatly into Slainte Mhath, the first Fish-era song of the night. In Port Zelande this year h had surprised everybody by toasting Fish at the song’s conclusion – this time the toast was perhaps less spontaneous (but surely no less heartfelt) and came mid-song, fittingly before the line about ‘raising the standard Drambuie’, which I’m sure the big man would appreciate! Not many years ago, that would have been precisely that as far as Fishy material went, but of late the band as a whole have seemed a bit more relaxed about playing the early stuff (though still never very much of it at once, possibly as it seems to make h suicidal, or something...) and so Slainte was followed by Lavender and Heart of Lothian. Capping even that was the appearance of Script for a Jester’s Tear as the first encore. I’d describe how brilliant a performance they gave of this, but why bother when you can just watch it...

As I mentioned earlier the gig was filmed and a mere ten and a half hours later (note this time is from the start, not the end, of the show!) it was available to buy as a 2DVD/3CD package (from which Under the Sun and Script have been released to YouTube for promotional purposes, hence the handy links to them above!), regaining the band their world record for fastest turnaround between the recording and release of a live DVD. Obviously it's warts 'n' all, but the band prove, beyond any measure of doubt, that where they're concerned there simply aren't that many warts in the first place.

With the first 50 for sale signed by the band some of the band’s craziest fans (we’re all crazy, but to varying degrees, you understand) queued from 5.30am to secure their copies. I've no idea how long fan number 51 queued for, but I hope they weren’t too disappointed to miss out! Personally I was happy enough to wait and buy a (guaranteed unsigned) copy after that evening’s gig.

And what a gig that would turn out to be. I'd love to tell you about it (and Stillmarillion, and the Sounds That Can't Be Made gig on the Sunday, about those ovations and that climb into the balcony and all the time spent with the other mad and ovely fans, and much more besides) but I'm not gonna. Who knows, maybe I'll make up for it with a full review of Montreal 2015 in less than two years time? Go on, hold your breath! ;-)

Gig Reviews - Marillion's 'Sounds That Can't Be Made' Tour

Having had a recent bout of the ‘not really from these parts’ disease, where you get all nostalgic for things you’d never known or done in the first place (in this case GCSEs, which have been big news in Blighty recently) I set myself the below challenging essay topic (I hope I pass!):

Compare and contrast the following gigs:

1)    Marillion in Cardiff, Sunday 09 September

2)    Marillion in Sheffield, Friday 14 September

3)    Marillion in London, Sunday 16 September

It had looked for a while that I might not be up to travelling for this tour, then that I mightn’t be able to go even to the local London gig, but the evil NHS doctors who’d threatened further surgery in September were vanquished by the good NHS doctors who prevented the need for it, leaving me free to take in the first tour in support of a new album the band had undertaken since my arrival in the UK in 2010.

That album – the magnificent Sounds That Can’t Be Made – wasn’t to be released officially until the final day of the tour (the 17^th), but most fans in attendance had pre-ordered direct from the band (a system Marillion effectively invented) well in advance and those copies were despatched from Marillion HQ (just!) in time for the majority to have received them by the time the tour kicked off in Cardiff. The choice of material from the new album was impeccable, with the four tracks that currently make up my favourite half of the album (Gaza, Power (listen below), The Sky Above the Rain and the sublime title track) being showcased. If that doesn’t sound like a lot of time being devoted to new material remember that this is Marillion, so  two epics and two shorter, more instantly accessible songs (still over six minutes each themselves) constituted around a third of the gig.

Marillion are noted for putting their audience (and themselves!) through the emotional wringer and both Gaza and The Sky Above the Rain continue this tradition, though in very different ways. Gaza is a 17-minute+ visceral plea for an end to the cycle of violence begetting violence in the district, told from the point of view of a Palestinian child, and featuring some of the heaviest musical sections the band have ever unleashed. The Sky Above the Rain, meanwhile, finds the band in more familiar territory lyrically, detailing a relationship seemingly beyond the point of no return, but with a more optimistic outlook emerging at its climax than many past songs have featured -  possibly a result of frontman Steve ‘h’ Hogarth’s change in outlook in recent years (see also the entire Essence volume of 2008’s Happiness is the Road). This doesn’t stop it joining the long list of Marillion songs capable of making grown men get a bit teary in public...(of course I don’t mean me...erm...). 

Both were even more powerful in a live setting, although the ‘false start’ with Splintering Heart’s programmed intro being played only for the stage to be ‘bombed’ seemed a little too gimmicky to me to really work as the intro to as hard-hitting a song as Gaza; certainly the pyrotechnic-free Sheffield version worked better in my book, though that was a decision clearly made for health and safety reasons (tiny stage in a potential death-trap of a venue) rather than artistic ones!

The rest of the setlist focussed heavily on their more recent output (2004 on), which, for a band that is touring behind their 17^th album and peaked commercially with their 3^rd, might seem odd to the casual observer, as might the fact that they only played two of their 20+ top 40 singles. Few attending a Marillion gig these days would expect (or want) it any other way and all three audiences showed suitable appreciation to every classic (of any vintage) that came their way. While there was a time the band avoided performing any Fish-era material, perennial favourite Sugar Mice got an airing in the encores, although the split between how much h sang himself and how much of a crowd-only singalong it became varied from night to night. 

It’s impossible to name highlights without listing the whole set, so I’ll only say that it was wonderful to have Real Tears for Sale representing the Happiness album and while some fans have suggested that the likes of Neverland and Fantastic Place have been overplayed in recent years (an assessment it’s actually quite easy to agree with when looking at past setlists), for me at least, any thoughts of wanting them rested evaporate instantly upon hearing the opening notes. That said, these were only my 9^th, 10^th and 11^th Marillion gigs (yep, they’ve finally left Toto in the dust!), so I may yet do a coalition-style u-turn on this issue in the future! 

With keyboardist Mark Kelly’s recent hearing problems (which he detailed in his blog HERE), the stage positions of the band members have changed this year, with guitarist Steve Rothery and bassist Pete ‘Tremendous’ Trewavas swapping sides to get Rother’s amps as far away as possible. Kelly, who has been side-on to the audience for years is now facing us directly (which must have been a shock to the system!) but it’s great to be able to see all the facial expressions and exchanged glances going on between the band, from one position (just left of centre is the ideal spot for me – closest to h, but with the ability to watch Rothers work his magic during his solos and more), although Ian Mosley sadly remains as hidden as ever behind his drum kit!

While the set only varied slightly between performances, taking in multiple gigs in this way proved beyond a doubt that no two shows are the same. While the band had publicly stated that they’d be opening with Gaza the rest of the set was anyone’s guess in Cardiff, which is always a thrilling situation to be in, not least when you’re hearing songs being performed live for the very first time. That said, there were a few technical gremlins (as h said, ‘It’s great to be at the first night of the tour...you can say “I was there when that went wrong, and that went wrong and that went wrong...”!) most notably the sudden absence of keyboards during most of the This Town trilogy. Despite this throwing everybody off just a tad (‘He’s lost’ said h, at one point as Ian played one prominent fill a good few bars early) they managed to keep the damage to nose-to-tail minor rather than full-blown train wreck – and the crowd loved it. It was also the only night I heard h use what has almost become a catchphrase at his solo gigs...’Shall we have a chat?’ (although the answer was we didn’t really have time, ‘cause he’d gone all Stevie Nicks on us earlier in the night and faffed about with at least one pointless costume change too many!).

By Sheffield – the fifth night of the tour – the new songs had bedded in, and were already sounding like old favourites, the technical hitches (and costume change issues) were largely resolved and the band were basking in the rapturous reception the new album had been receiving. h, who is what you might call eccentric at the best of times, was absolutely, delightfully, mad as a box of frogs on this occasion. From his between song banter (including his birthday wishes to fans ‘on behalf of the beat combo’), to whatever it was he was trying to do to Mark (who discovered that it’s not possible to play keyboards and run away from the band’s token lunatic at the same time!) at the beginning of Neverland he was more entertaining than ever – though some were a little disconcerted by his behaviour. After making no sense whatsoever in his spoken introduction of The Other Half he stopped to ask if he sounded drunk, to which a resounding cry of ‘YESSSSSSSS!’ was the crowd’s response.  I don’t reckon he was though (and I’ll leave it at that...) and his emotional engagement and vocal delivery throughout the songs was as consistently excellent as ever.

Sadly, as mentioned above, the venue was (to be kind to it) a bit of a hole and the audience were split into those at the front who had a great time, and those at the back who couldn’t hear the talking (sadly this included at least one of those birthday celebrators) or the quieter musical passages and couldn’t see much of the stage at all. Luckily I was towards the front, and I would rate this show my favourite of the three – apologies to those who suffered a less pleasant experience – I don’t mean to rub salt into the wound!

h in London

I’ve read a lot over the years about how London audiences are subdued and unforgiving compared to those in the rest of the UK, but the Forum gig proved this to be utter poppycock – it was one of the most buoyant audiences I’ve ever had the pleasure of being amongst (well, apart from the 16-year old girl who sat on the floor throughout....what was that about??) – and on a Sunday night too! Neither h’s vocals or the sound generally seemed quite as sharp as the other nights to my ears, but nor was there anything wrong with them. The band certainly seemed to be enjoying having space to move around in again after the cramped set-up of Sheffield and might well have played all night had they not been recording a live album on the night (ready for punters to collect as they left, if they so desired), which meant a strict limit to two hours and sixteen minutes. I’m still not sure how I’ve so far managed to convince myself that I don’t really need to buy it (but if you’re not as daft as me you can order it HERE for a limited time only!). Ending with Estonia (dedicated to Neil and the rest of the Marillion-loving Armstrong family) was a slightly downbeat finish to my week on the road, but proved my emotional buttons were still being pressed right up to the very end.

Along with seeing three gigs and going to a couple of places I’d never been before, one of the deciding factors in precisely which gigs to attend was the chance to see three different support bands. The Reasoning, Mr. So and So and DeeExpus all put in fine performances, and while there wasn’t much between them, it was The Reasoning who impressed the most – despite my general and irrational dislike of female-fronted rock/prog/music of any genre. It was sufficient to prompt me to preorder their forthcoming Adventures in Neverland album in any case, and showed them to be in fine form after a difficult year (this was the first gig for their new guitarist, brought in to replace a predecessor who hasn’t been seen since March). None of the bands were a match for the headliners though, who reminded me during each song, just why they are my favourite band, and the fellow fans I met along the way (turns out I have another fan living about half a street away from me!) only added to the experience. Therefore all three gigs can be rated no less than varying  shades of 10/10.

Setlist:

Gaza

You’re Gone*

This Town/The Rake’s Progress/100 Nights*

Sounds That Can’t Be Made

The Other Half#

Neverland

A Voice From the Past

Power

Fantastic Place

Real Tears for Sale

The Sky Above the Rain

The Great Escape

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A Few Words for the Dead

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Sugar Mice

*positions swapped after Cardiff

#Not played in London

Extra tracks closed two of the shows, with Between You and Me and Estonia featured in Cardiff and London, respectively.

PS I’m well aware that Marillion are not everyone’s cup of tea, and I have no bones with that (I just pity them what don’t get ‘em!), so in the name of balance here is a (thoughtful) largely negative review of their Wolves gig.

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Holidays in Zélande: Marillion Weekend 25-28 March 2011 Part 2: Support bands and other exciting events…

As mentioned in part one there was an awful lot to attend (or indeed, to miss out on...) beyond the nightly gigs, so for this instalment I’ll begin with the stuff that passed me by completely, although usually by choice it has to be said... 

5 events I missed completely… 

1. The Saturday morning ‘Fun’ Run – Arranged by the band’s very own fitness freak Mark Kelly, this gave you the opportunity to join Mark and Pete T on a 10k run beginning at 9am on Saturday morning. Sadly I didn’t even wake up until 10…what a pity…
2. International Web Fan Club Event – This was billed as a chance to find out more about what the various fan clubs do. Well I can tell you that anyway – they drink, listen to Marillion and wear blue t-shirts (seriously, the Dutch, French and Italian clubs all managed to get their special Marillion Weekend t-shirts in exactly the same shade of blue!)
3. Marillioke – Yes, Marillion Karaoke. Sadly this clashed directly with the quiz, but my other chalet-mates were there, with Phil tackling Neverland. From all reports the standard of singing was pretty decent and a good time was had by all (maybe next year this could clash with the fun run???)
4. Sunday Morning Football – Like the fun run, this involved exercise in the morning. Unlike the fun run there weren’t even any band members involved (at least as far as I know…) so I’m not at all sure what the point of it was? :p
5. The wedding – Yep, a beautiful couple (erm, Mark and Vanessa I think…) actually got married in the midst of the convention. And to think I was going to mention getting the obligatory bout of food poisoning from ‘Billy’s Burgers’ before I remembered this…

Rock and Prog Discos

The band’s communications manager (no, this title doesn’t do her justice, take it up with the band would ya?) Lucy and convention organiser extraordinaire Stephanie have taken to having a ‘battle of the discos’ on convention Friday nights, with Lucy Dj-ing the rock disco and Stephanie hosting the Prog version – I flitted between the two, and while I don’t consider myself a serious prog-head, have to say that Stephanie won on this occasion with a nice mix of prog old (Genesis, Pink Floyd) and new (Porcupine Tree, Touchstone). Conversely the best thing played at the rock disco (Oh, okay, I’ll give you Killing in the Name of...) was actually a prog classic – Focus’ Hocus Pocus (memorably covered by the band a couple of conventions back). Good fun all round though and the perfect way for the weekend to continue to gain momentum following the first gig.

Marillion Quiz

Having only been to one pub quiz since arriving in the UK I’d been looking forward to this for some time, all I needed was a team to join...thankfully I spotted chums Kieron and Nathan in the quiz area, so imposed myself on them, only to find they weren’t planning to quiz anyway! Common sense prevailed (details are hazy...) but Nathan and I ended up as team ‘Geeky Boys’ (Kieron gave us our moniker, and it was rather apt, it has to be said!). So, armed with a combined period of Marillion fandom of a mere 10 years or so (Nathan’s 18 and I was late to the party for other reasons...) we embarked upon the 9-round quiz, where we did have one distinct advantage over many of the other 40+ teams taking part – English was our first language!

This was particularly helpful for the round where Marillion lyrics had been translated into various languages and then back into English for us to decipher anew, not to mention the infamous picture round where 10 Marillion song titles were depicted solely in picture form – to give you just one example a picture of a ladies bottom, a donkey and a chap in an ING cap could only mean one thing: Assassing! Yep, where others struggled gamely we got the full 10/10. 

No such advantage came for the round where obscure covers of Marillion tracks were played (backwards!) – mercifully this round only had 5 questions, as opposed to the usual 10...in any case, with final scores ranging from 19 to 88, we scored a highly respectable 71, putting us in ( I think) 7^th place, which I might have mentioned once or twice since, apparently?! Jolly good fun for all concerned though, so thanks to the Cakeyboys for organising this, and making it look easy.

Marillion Museum

This year’s museum display was, quite naturally, focussed on the Holidays in Eden era, with all sorts of formats of singles, etc on display. It was great to see a real live copy of the original American pressing, which was clearly put together with as much though as American record executives can ever muster, okay, it wins bonus points for including the b-sides on the album, but frontloading the album with two of the singles and relegating opener Splintering Heart to third track in looks plain barmy, even 20 years later...looking at all this while h provided commentary via a contemporary TV interview was just delightful. The other highlight was the recently-unearthed collection of drummer Ian Mosley’s backstage passes from over the years (seems he had a habit of posting these to his Mum, and was completely unaware until recently that she’d kept them all!)

Swap the Band, etc

Sunday afternoon saw us all back in the gig-tent for all sorts of events, kicking off with the Quiz final – that’s right, the winners of Saturday’s quiz now had to go up another bunch of folk with a decent all-round knowledge of Marillion – the band themselves. Time limits saw this reduced from the planned 5 rounds to a mere 3, which may or may not have affected the outcome, namely that the band won by a whisker! This was followed by the raffle draw, (no luck for me, which was fine, don’t know what I’d have done with a signed guitar anyway...) and a brief Q&A where the band were asked such probing questions as, ‘Is everything fine with you?’

Swap the Band was up next, and gave the band yet another chance to demonstrate just how close their relationship with the fans is, as 6 fans got to sub with their relevant band member (or a sample in one case). Guest bass and keyboards were first, with a rendition of The Party, which h mentioned he’d stuffed up on the Friday night (can’t say I noticed, but I’ll believe him). Quartz followed, with a quite incredible Italian chap handling lead vocals, and making what is a rather difficult song to pull off entirely his own (and while the other fan-subs got to play with without the originals looking over their shoulders he also had to put up with h hanging around and playing maracas). Guitar-sub Carl was up next, performing what h described as, ‘one of our more obscure numbers’ – Kayleigh (i.e. the band’s biggest-ever single, for the true Marillionaphobes out there!). All of swap the band was great, but this was the highlight – just sublime. Deserve closed out this part of the weekend with fan guests on drums and sax – and hearing real sax (where usually a sample from the studio recording is used) was a true pleasure – more please!

Support Bands

The Royal Cartel were the first musical act of the weekend, and while they were proficient enough they were a bit heavy for my tastes (and I was probably still too excited about being there to really take them in properly anyway), but the fact that their guitarist is the son of The President himself (Ian Mosley) meant that the ‘family’ atmosphere was up and running from the beginning.

Saturday afternoon saw Jo McCafferty play the Adventure factory, making her the only act not to perform on the main stage. This setting suited her well, but sadly I wasn’t able to appreciate her properly either, as I elected to sit, and being a bit late meant the only seating wasn’t really near the stage (I knew I was going to need to be on my feet for 6 hours solid, so something had to give and this was it – sorry Jo!) From a personal point of view the ‘bad’ seat I had did put me in a good position for spotting people as they came and went, so enabled me to spot Annabel (a fellow Kiwi) and Alex, a pair of fans I’d met at the Live at Cadogan Hall DVD preview screening last year (from that point on we couldn’t go around a corner without bumping into each other...which was nice).

Back in the main performance tent shortly afterwards we were treated to Pete and Robin’s ‘musical whimsy’ – where Pete T was joined by his school friend (go on, guess his name!) for some acoustic playfulness. It’s possible these guys have made an EP together, but if that was the case surely they’d have mentioned it at least once during the ‘show’? (‘We’re only playing for 10 minutes, can we still call it a show?’ Pete asked at one point – to be fair it was half an hour or so, so ‘yes’ was the answer). A nice lighthearted and entertaining start to what was going to be a very full evening of music!

Not long after Pete and Robin had departed the stage Sun Domingo appeared, mostly performing songs from their brand new album, Songs For End Times (of which they sold a fair few copies on Sunday – and rightly so), although they did slip in an excellent cover of Bowie’s I’m Afraid of Americans for good measure (and to prove that, despite being American they don’t take themselves too seriously!). These guys were right up my street, and definitely my favourite of the supports across the weekend. The album features several noted guests on its tracks, and one of them was on hand to join the band on stage, noting he ‘didn’t have much else on’ that night. (Yes, it was h, how did you guess? Just for that you can watch it below). The band also deserve credit for surviving the ‘attack of the pumpkin balloons’ during their final number...

There was only one support band for the Sunday gig, but they were also top drawer. The Tin Spirits went down a storm, and why wouldn’t they? Mostly playing prog covers from the likes of Genesis, Radiohead and Rush (a cracking version of Tom Sawyer), but with at least one (13 minute) original from their own album, their musical proficiency had the audience in the palms of their hands within moments. Hmmm, did I say I earlier that I don’t consider myself to be a prog-head? Might have to rethink that one...

5 magical moments from the support bands/events side of things...

1.    The charades round from the Quiz final generally, and specifically the moment where a fan had to act out When I Meet God. All he had to do was shake Rother’s hand – gorgeous!

2.  The audience filming Cannibal Surf Babe – at the band’s request all those with a camera phone (or similar) were asked to record this performance in order for one giant edit to be made from all the footage – not sure if this will work (most of it will probably be of other people holding their phone’s up, but never mind) but it a) filled me with the utmost respect for the members of the filming team working with handheld cameras and b) had silly old h forgetting we were all holding cameras and trying to get us to clap along!

3. Carl’s aforementioned performance of Kayleigh. Pure class!

 4.  The band’s (well, h’s really) answer to the ‘Is everything fine with you’ question. We were touched.

5.   As the Tin Spirits played Radiohead’s Paranoid Android h and son Niall (also designated h-tech!) could be seen engaging in an air-guitar battle off stage (apparently h’s daughter Sofie was also present for this, but I didn’t see her!)

Right, so that’s all the ‘boring’ stuff covered (although despite the fact I said ‘all’ I am not claiming this as a definitive account by any means!) – next up is the real meat of the whole weekend, the two specially themed gigs from the Saturday and Sunday nights – stay tuned!

TO BE CONTINUED...