From the opening chords of Hells Bells to the closing refrains of Comfortably Numb, Hayseed Dixie proved themselves to be the almost perfect party band.
They played for nearly two hours with only the briefest of breaks before the encore, and worked their way through songs about killing, something to do with fracking, and many many songs about drinking. Although I felt slightly sorry for the lady at the front who was serenaded with “I’m keeping your poop in a jar”, but I think she took it well.
Hopefully there will be more of the same when they play Frome in October.
The Singular Firebird is now wearing black ready for the summer.
Bits of this have been used in the superb Dead Men Don’t Wear Plaid, so I’ve seen at least some of it before.
I’d planned to follow Gladiator with Braveheart which I’d picked up at the same time, however it turns out I’ve already crossed it off the list. So on to Seven Samurai, all three and a half hours of it. A film I don’t think I’ve seen since I was at school.
Watching this means I’ve now completed the top 50 of the 250 films on the list, and I’ve got all the films here needed to complete the top 75.
A day off work with the tail-end of
ebola man-flu a cold seemed a good time to doze on the sofa and knock a lengthy film or two off the list, especially after I picked this up on blu-ray cheaply a few weeks ago.
Another six week wait between films, at this rate I’ll never finish the list. This one looks like it will have been worth the wait though.
Something slightly different tonight. The first half of the evening was a showing of A Curious Life, a film which covers the history of the Levellers via the life of bassist Jeremy Cunningham.
Following the film there was a quick Q&A with the director Dunstan Bruce, and Jeremy Cunningham. Dan managed to ask his insightful question about the price of whisky. The answer was £285.
After the Q&A there was a quick break before the band took the stage for a superb acoustic set, which involved a lot of dancing much to the consternation of the security guards.
Edge of the World
Alone in This Darkness
61 Minutes Of Pleading
After the Hurricane
Maid of the River
Barrel of the Gun
What You Know
If it’s February, it must be Fairport Convention time.
Support tonight came from the uncommonly tall Rosie Carson, and the rather more normal sized Kevin Dempsey. They played for 25 minutes or so before, as is usual, Fairport joined them for their last song. Fairport then stayed on stage for their first hour or so long set. This year they had a new album to promote so a fairly large proportion of the tracks were taken from that. The second set finished with the obligatory rendition of Matty Groves, followed by the encore of Meet on the Ledge. Anything else just wouldn’t be right.
Sir Patrick Spens
Myths and Heroes
Around the Wild Cape Horn
Bring Me Back My feathers
The Fylde Mountain Time/Roger Bucknall’s Polka
Love at First Sight
Crazy Man Michael
Meet on the Ledge