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Well, well, well. Back again.
And on Wednesday night, I was at the musical event of the decade. Possibly. Not a Hawkwind gig, either. But the Pixies, playing their first London show in something like 12 years. And they were phenomenal. Probably as good, musically, as they've ever been. And basically played a "pop hits" set of crowd-pleasers. No "we're going to do a new, wanky, free-form jazz jam, now" type stuff - just everybody's favourite songs from their career (apart from "Where is my mind?" - notable by its absence... Oh well, mustn't complain too much).
Puskas is growing up to be a mouse-chaser. Probably.
And on Wednesday night, I was at the musical event of the decade. Possibly. Not a Hawkwind gig, either. But the Pixies, playing their first London show in something like 12 years. And they were phenomenal. Probably as good, musically, as they've ever been. And basically played a "pop hits" set of crowd-pleasers. No "we're going to do a new, wanky, free-form jazz jam, now" type stuff - just everybody's favourite songs from their career (apart from "Where is my mind?" - notable by its absence... Oh well, mustn't complain too much).
Puskas is growing up to be a mouse-chaser. Probably.
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