Or: How one of the bands I used to consider untouchable broke my trust?
Venue too large. Songs too weedy. Not large enough back catalogue. No atmosphere, all about dancing and getting 'KOed'. And what the fuck is with the glowsticks for that nu rave shitbag of a song 'flux'?
Saved from total failure by great versions of she's hearing voices, helicopter and pioneers right at the end.
Little thoughts was fun too.