Thoughts from the Bus Stop

Auntie P and I went to see Neal Cleary, Amy Allison and Amy Rigby. This was chiefly to see Amy Allison, as I have some of her stuff and she and Amy Rigby are mates of Laura Cantrell. We were squeezed into the upstairs room at the Prince Albert, and lovely it was too - seated at candlelit tables. I was highly chuffed to spot Laura's mandolin player Jon Graboff (or 'David Baddiel' as we called him before we'd learned his name) on guitar for Ms Rigby. Her set was fantastic - lively tunes with spiky lyrics which made us laugh out loud: 'I, your loving [blank], take you [insert name here] because frankly I'm too tired to look around anymore...' Didn't enjoy Amy Allison's set as much - she didn't play any of my favourites and there were several too many 'he done me wrong and now life stinks' songs. That said, we chatted with her after the show and she admitted she's sick of playing The Whisky Makes You Sweeter - after Laura's cover made it so popular. It also turns out that she and P had spent time living in the same part of Sheffield after leaving their motherlands for Englishmen. We said our thankyous to Jon too, who claimed to recognise us... pshaw! No, no, he insisted - I don't remember names but I really do recognise your faces from Laura's gigs. Oh dear. Tonight Matthew I'm going to be... a stalker.


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