Al and I started early with a train over to Bristol before a wander round the shops, mainly so we could visit Fopp, something Bath is sadly lacking these days. A swift pint was quaffed before meeting Rachael at her office.
We wandered down to GBK for food, drove across town to the Fleece, then as we were early headed off in the search of another pint before relocating to the Fleece once the doors opened. I’d not been to the Fleece for getting on for 20 years, in which time it hasn’t changed a bit, they’ve not even redecorated.
The support came from Samantha Crain, her music was good, but I’m not sure I’d want to listen to too much of it in one go.
After what seemed like an endless wait, the Bad Shepherds finally took to the stage and launched straight into the first of a few new songs. They were superb as always, playing a good long set before finishing. As there wasn’t a curtain to disappear behind, Ade and Troy just stood at the back of the stage with towels over their heads whilst we called for the obligatory encore.
A fantastic night, only slightly marred by a couple of drunken idiots who decided what we really needed was a mosh pit. It didn’t work out well.
Anarchy in the UK
Making Plans for Nigel
Down in the Tube Station at Midnight
The Lunatics Have Taken Over the Asylum
Friday Night, Saturday Morning
God Save the Queen
Up the Junction
Ace of spades
Whole Wide World
Ramones Medley – Now I Wanna Sniff Some Glue / Gimmie Gimme Shock Treatment / Blitzkrieg Bop
What a Waste
No More Heroes
Once in a lifetime
Yan Tyan Tethera Methera