There's not much more I like doing than watching a good ol' punk rock show. Mclusky are one of the most essential, brilliant, totally totally ace bands around and - shock horror - they have a sense of humour too.

They open with 'Lightsabre Cocksucking Blues' and swiftly hammer through most of the 'Mclusky Do Dallas' album. 'Alan Is A Cowboy Killer' becomes a singalong anthem, and the "sing it!" bits in 'To Hell With Good Intentions' form part of a shoutalong chorus with The Kids, plenty of whom are going suitably mental.

I decide to cave in to temptation and purchase a "Fuck This Band" t-shirt, leaving behind a smattering of DiS badges on the merch table (which was being manned by various Mclusky members throughout the nite, as well as bassist Jon's dad. Awwww).

With a few old and new tunes thrown in (inc one veryveryfast rocky thing with Jon 'singing' hilariously-high yelps), it's all over in the bat of an eyelid.

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