| What are we doing?
December 21st, 2003 Attending 'Club Funday' in the Patronaat. For the first time in my life. But I should have done that much earlier. For although I felt 'Lost sounds' were sleep-inducing, irritating nonsense (one of those bands that has watched Neil Young way too intently, but plays like Crazy Horse without him, and so as only upshot features a female singer looking better than Neil does), 'Electric turn to me' definitely was an appealing, at times exciting band (that moreover scared off the morons attracted by 'Lost sounds') - and then the night became nice after all! 
"Hm. Funday. My favourite day of the week." So spoke The Reverend Vince Anderson. What pleasant an imbecile. With the looks of a dwarf-just-escaped-from-the-'The Lord of the Rings'-marathon (Dr. John goes Gimli), the voices of Mojo Nixon and Tom Waits combined, and a definitely ungodly enthusiasm, he makes gospel, but in a totally over the top way, so very much to my liking. Sporting a tortured organ and lyrics like 'Satan hates me' this man made my day. That, afterwards, Dré of the Beatcream turned out to be able to sing (for if the vocalist of 'Speedball baby' is not Dré I had not drunk enough) and brought along a good band to boot, turned out to be a matter of minor importance. Vince gave Haarlem something it sees too seldomly: something different. Long live the Patronaat. Oh, by the way. |