Oh how I love Dumb Instrument. Oh Yea, but they are so fine.
The Liquid Ship was host to their sardonic poetic musical reverie and humour, being 'supported' by the fine, fettled, fresh faced/gravel-voiced Lewis Irvine, but in a last minute show of humble fantabulousness, they swapped to be first on since it was Lewis's 'Launch Night'. (Tho' subtle in his marketing he has sold rather a few of his album 'A Collection of Cs, Gs and Ds'- best to get in touch as only 50 were printed and 2/3s have gone already.)
Was the best I've experienced of Lewis's performances - blood sweat and tears were indeed on the menu especially with the thick heat of downstairs - though he could have given more warning of his last song as I was left expecting and wanting more.
Also, I haven't laughed like that in a long time regards Dumb Instrument - aye the way to a woman's heart is definitely through her funny bones.
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