Things tonight are not what they seem. A.A. Williams is deconstructed metal. All the pieces are there, just not in the configuration we expect. Support Zetra look like Mayhem if they went a little crazy in the B&Q chains and locks aisle, however they sound like the Human League. They seem to have escaped from the faux eighties. That non-existence facade of a decade that only actually exists in the fevered creative mind of showrunners. If Dustin and Suzie had formed a band in Stranger Things, it would have looked and sounded like Zetra. Its all very discombobulating.
Read MoreI’m late and lost. Ancoats is a labyrinth-esque playground for mancunian’s hip and trendy twenty-somethings. Given that I am soon to enter my sixtieth decade on this planet, I haven’t got a clue where I am going. I finally discover Halle St. Peters to find it bathed in reverential hush. Local lass Elle Mary is bearing her soul and you can hear even the very inkling of a dropping pin. I surreptitiously creep in, awakening memories of trying to sneak in late to assembly without catching the headmaster’s eye.
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