Private Parties

Private Parties... Now there's a slightly different angle!?! In theory a lot less heartache. No obligation for NUMBERS and FREE drinks. Nambucca is in Holloway Road, not a million miles from the Garage... But a million miles away if u know wot I mean... It's a huge pub, the party was in the backroom, which was about as big as the whole of the Dublin castle. Party organiser Gary did a great job on the décor spinning motifs and smoke machines galore, shame he didn't hire the crowd!. Our heros were due on at 9, but thanks to a no show from the 'headliners', 9.45 was action stations. 150 people were due, unfortunately as is SOooo often the case at these events, the first set was viewed by 3 or 4 wall flowers, our mate Jake and a balloon in the middle of the dance floor, if one's souls had the remotest chance off salvation by now, it was time to kiss them goodbye! ... That said (shock horror, Trousers ever the optomistic trumpeter!) the Scratch as ever played hard, some old (great to hear supermodel and erotomaniac again) and one very new... 'numbers' (as edgey and 'hooky' as Peter Pans nemesis). By the second slot it was obvious the massed throng had turned left into upper street at Highbury Corner, so when in doubt ... It's greatest hits time... Spiral Scratch, Brainstorm and Texture to the flava, bit of a shame the mic packed up on the grand finale X-Ray eyes, but still sounds sublime as an instrumental... In summary, It's always great 2 c the boys but when 38 of the 40 who finally did turn up, were there for a 90's rave reunion... Tyson and Bruno comes to mind... I left soon after singing ... Na, Na, Na,Na,Na, Na, Na,Na, Nambucca, No thanks!