Saturday, September 28, 2002

Actually managed to have a fairly quiet week this week, although we find ourselves going out on Friday, Saturday and Sunday evening’s.

Last night we went to the surprisingly lovely Seymour’s club in that most hidden away and splendidly named part of Bristol "The Dings". I wonder what happened to "The Dongs"? We went to see our friends in Munter once again; they were playing as part of a night of entertainment provided by Black Heart Studios. Munter were their usual brooding and magnificent self. Then the real fun started, the next band up, were the oddly named John E. Vistic. A strange country rock sort of band, fronted by an pointlessly tall bearded man in a slightly dodgy 3 piece suit, topped off with an oversized trilby hat. This man (who may well be called Marcus) entertained us with some high quality between songs patter, delivered in a fine American southern drawl. Odd, given the fact that at all other times during the evening, I would have guessed that Severn Beach was about as far west as his birthplace could have been.

Anyway, for glorious contradictions, they were knocked firmly in 2nd place by the final band of the evening "Zen Hussies" Dressed like Django Rhienhards’s Hot Club combo from the 1940’s they amused, bemused and confounded in equal measures. At times sounding like Jazz version of the Bonzo dog do dah band, singing songs about bouffant hair styles one minute, Battenberg cake and Arctic Roll the next. For 25 minutes they were sublime, then it did become a tad predictable. Most entertaining never the less.
The between band entertainment was provided by some of Orynthia’s work colleagues. The self-styled Grumpy Man playing the sort of music that is normally the domain of those who prefer to wallow in the music from the windswept, lonely side of the street. You know the sort of thing, Nick Cave, Tom Waites and the like. The only problem with them, was that that their wildly grinning, excited faces, in no way matched their Nom De Plume, as they joyfully stormed their way through every record in the male menopause collection

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