brought a swift return to The Roundhouse for Heather and I (having experienced it’s roundness in seeing Ash). This time we were there for something a little different, The Waterboys.
Starting off with Mike Scott at a keyboard with a slowly building rendition of Don’t Bang The Drum, the rest of the band soon joined him on stage and were into their eclectic swing. You know you’re in for an interesting time when the keyboardist (“Brother” Paul Brown) and electric fiddle I’ve always said bands need electric guitar but electric fiddle must be a close second player (Steve Wickham) look like they may be Bill Bailey clones let loose, even if the bass guitar player (Aongus Ralston) appears too cool for you and the drummer (Ralph Silmins) is far too sparkly! By the time they reached the close to the first part of their set (a spoken word introduction to a cacophony of sound) some members of the crowd seemed to be reaching orgasmic heights in their enthusiasm!
The second half was just as good, Mike looking every bit the one part psychedelic gypsy, three parts blue-eyed refugee. Eventually we got to the end and had to wait for the encore, for there is only one song it could be. Whole Of The Moon is out song, and Heather and I sang along every word.
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