Synapse shot to the minds ear #2
Spent the past Saturday at a wedding in Cardiff. Reception was held in the apparently 5 star St David's Hotel on Cardiff Bay. Spent the entire time, while decimating the buffet supplies (this in addition to the sit-down dinner), with Mark E. Smith's drawling cycling around my bonce.
Not sure what to make of it. Guess I may have been trying to keep it real in the face of all the luxury. Not sure how MES helps with that though. 'Do They Know It's Christmas' may have made more sense. Tisn't the season, I guess.
Had hoped the wedding band, the Classic Soul Dogs, might include 'SVC' in their repertoire, but sadly was not to be. Needless to say they were roundly booed from my quarter.
Had to get my freak on to 'Mustang Sally' instead. No problem with that, of course, but not quite the same as getting loose to a particularly perky Steve Hanley bassline.