You don't get a rainbow at the Rainbow.

Bit slow on updating ye olde blogge this week as a result of an eye infection that still hasn't gone away. Back to the doctor tomorrow, so fingers crossed I'll stop squinting soon. Things I did manage to see through the stinging haze last week included Agaskodo Teliverek playing live on the show last Saturday. I've always thought they'd be fantastic with a drummer and now they have one. He's called Pharoah, and he's great. Add an animated Japanese keytar-playing vocalist and it's clear that the ante has most definitely been upped. Needless to say, the session was a corker. New album 'Psycho Goulash' is scheduled for release later in the year. Caught the train down to Whitstable that night to meet up with Mr Adams and Mr Smith at a Hugh Cornwell gig. It was a strange affair, with the audience sitting in rows of chairs like a school assembly. To add to the effect, the ex-Strangler was perched on a very narrow stage in a terrible suit, looking like a cross between a maitre de and a headmaster. At one point he even stopped playing a song to tell a couple of blokes off for talking. Good job he didn't catch us running in the corridor earlier or there'd have been hell to pay. Nostalgia eh? It's not what it used to be. He's still my favourite Strangler though.