Seasick

Given that my diary has been so stuffed full of gigs of late, it was inevitable that I'd end up going to a bit of a stinker. That's a pretty fair description of Thursday night (although here's a slightly longer judgement).

The contrast with the previous week's Thursday night gig at Clwb could hardly have been sharper. While Part Chimp returned from a lengthy spell away sounding as good if not better than ever, Tall Ships apparently did so to prove a mystifying determination to become bland, boring stadium rockers - and the world really doesn't need any more of them.