Stuck inside of Mobile with those Memphis Blues...

Kept inside by a stinking cold. So an inner space blip today.

Great Art Brut gig last night and, today, downloaded albums by two of the other bands on the bill - the Toy Horses are a cheerful, melodic group whilst Pussycat and the Dirty Johnsons sounded like the Dead Kennedies fronted by Siouxie Sioux and looked like a dodgy car welded together out of bits of other cars - there was a punk, a greaser, a poodle-rock drummer and a woman dressed as a leopard.
I also listened to a bit of Misty's Big Adventure to remind myself that they sounded OK if you didn't have to watch an irritating blue-faced Bez-alike grunting around wearing a cloak with lots of blue hands sewn onto it.