
The first and only gig of the summer* saw myself and Messrs Gray and Watt off to the Liverpool Arena [much smaller in real life] to see a double headed of The Pretenders and Squeeze. Both are bands with 30 odd years of hits under their belts and they do exactly what’s expected of them. The 70 minutes of the Pretenders flew by – their set comprising all of the usual suspects, peppered with a few songs from new record [natch] but none the worse for that. Squeeze are, of course, are the ultimate sing-a-long band and having been introduced by Peter Kay and arriving on stage riding bicycles [crayzee guys!] did not disappoint with a 90 min plus show, which got the crowd on their feet from the off.

Someone on the Word website did comment that the sound was poor with a distinct and annoying echo. From the 2nd row I noticed this too, but maybe being so close to the speaker stacks took the edge off and wasn’t so obtrusive.
I did spend most of this morning wondering around in what I can only describe as a hungover state, which is bloody annoying seeing as I wasn’t actually drinking last night. This served to remind me why I tried to cut down on the giggage. If I felt this bad after a trip to Liverpool how am I going to be schlepping all the way to Preston and York? Then again that’s why I’ve booked holidays for after ?
Thanks to Mike for the use of the pics.
*Mr Gray is off to Sheffield next Saturday for some free festival which he is charged with photographing and he’s taking the FPO and asked me to tag along to provide her with company while he’s working. Who knows it might just be fun





