Doll and The Kicks and The Bitching About Public Transport

What a night, and not for the best of reas­ons. If you don’t like moan­ing Scots­men doing what they do best, just look at all the pretty pictures…

Was work­ing yes­ter­day on the nor­mal 9:00am to 5:30pm yes­ter­day, and unfor­tu­nately since I can’t drive yet my only means of get­ting to and from my job is to use buses. Buses which, thanks to Stage­coach being com­plete and utter mor­ons, seem to come and go at the most inap­pro­pri­ate times. Ser­i­ously, who the hell thought it would be a good idea hav­ing a bus leave town at twenty-five past five when all the shops close at half past? Why force us to wait another thirty minutes for the next one? And why cut it to one bus an hour after half seven?

Sorry, you’re right, it’s a pho­tob­log, I for­got. The long and short of it is that because of the way the bus times work, there was little point in me head­ing home; I’d just have to pack up and leave again as soon as I walked in the door to get to the Doll and The Kicks gig at Mad Hat­ters on time. The altern­at­ive is to wait at work (since there were people there to talk to until 8pm), head to the venue when they left, and then hang about in the pub down­stairs for an hour or so before the gig, the route I opted to take.

It’s then I find out noth­ings hap­pen­ing until 9:30 which actu­ally, would have given me enough time to head home for a nice meal and a shower. Hindsight’s a bitch, huh?

10:30 comes along and only now do the sup­port act take to the stage, play­ing to a near empty room. Appar­ently, Little Buddha have just about enough pulling power to attract one super fan (to say he was a little bit weird would be in the same league as describ­ing Katie Price is a “little bit annoy­ing”) and a few strag­glers from the bar down the stairs.I must admit, if I were to put it kindly I would say I’m not a fan of their music. I’m going to leave it at that.

I was, how­ever, look­ing for­ward to DATK. I’d heard some of their tracks on their Myspace page before the gig to get a fla­vour of what to expect, and it was exactly the kind of music I like — a kind of indie/art-rock/pop hybrid that works very well for the likes of Franz Ferdin­and, The Sounds and Deluka, for example. Thanks to all the delays before though, they only took to the stage at 11:15pm — pre­cisely 10mins before the very last bus back home. Roughly, that works out at 2 1/2 songs and an embar­rass­ingly sharp­ish exit…

Need­less to say, I’m going to be invest­ing in some driv­ing les­sons and a car very soon, and I’m most def­in­itely going to be look­ing out for DATK for any other gigs in the area in future, a pro­spect that doesn’t look very likely due to the abysmal turnout that night. They’re a fant­astic band and they deserve a bet­ter recep­tion than they got last night.

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2 Responses to “Doll and The Kicks and The Bitching About Public Transport”

  1. Sister... says:

    Will you let me use the car ul buy???? give it another year and I can teach you how to drive!!

    Lots Of Love

    Your Sis­ter :)