Spunge, Cockpit
Tuesday, got a ticket to Spunge – excellent ska punk band I’ve had a CD for of for a while. Filled a couple of hours before the gig by seeing the Bill Murray film – that’s pretty good. Got to the gig about 8. The support were playing, a sort of metally punk crossover affair. They were shite. I seriously wondered why I was bothering. But anyway I had a pint of Grolsh in my hand and that needed drinking. The gig was at the Cockpit in Leeds. An excellent place, in a railway tunnel. I’m not sure why we never went there when younger, maybe coz it was in Leeds. Spunge came on – they were about 30 I reckon, 5 of them. The gig was immediately jumping – great dancing skanking music – or if your an old codger like me, bouncing on your heels music. They just played some great songs, and in between had some funny repartee and camaraderie like using old spice to treat a poorly arse. Nice one!


