This is a difficult review to write. How can a band sound so downright awful on stage, yet leave me giddy as a child due to sheer entertainment value?
I normally like The Garage as a venue and not sure if it was the venue, but the sound tonight was dreadful. Overly loud drums meant I couldn’t hear Mark Yates guitar properly and all backing drowned out Tony Wright’s vocals. Poor Tony himself looked like he was getting a little tired too as his word delivery was sporadic at best. And yet, I had a superb time. How does that work? Continue reading