The Buzzcocks at The Hippo in Plymouth

Time's flown by since this gig on the 14th August and I've been very busy doing other stuff but - the memory is still fresh in my mind of a great night out at The Hippo. The crowd was much larger than that for Sham 69 but much smaller than that for Stiff Little Fingers. I thought the numbers of people were perfect, especially as they seemed to be enjoying themselves as much as me.

Support act was ThE bUs stATiOn LoONiEs, who are world famous in Plymouth for their problems with the Caps Lock key on their word processors. They are also the prime movers behind the Plymouth Punx Picnic, which unfortunately clashes this year with the Great Dorset Steam Fair. This is an annual thing and having seen what fun can be had with just one local band, I'd like to see what a dozen or so can manage.

That Chris Wheelie, with his kilt and hot water bottle sporran, was thought a but scary by some of our party but gradually even the most respectable pillars of society got into the scene and most of us ended up in the mosh pit. Steve and Carolyn were first, though, and Carolyn felt a tooth loosen when somebody accidentally jabbed her with an elbow. She's alright though. Steve meanwhile must rode the storm like an old hand nut was covered in bruises the following morning.

I joined the mosh pit when The Buzzcocks came on and really had a good time. I managed to avoid any injuries and the set passed in a merry blur. All too soon they were playing Have you ever fallen in love (with someone you shouldn't have fallen in love with) but judging by the reaction of the nband they really enjoyed playing to such an enthusiastic crowd.

But best of all for me were the numbers of attractive young women who decided that hanging on to me around the edge of the mosh pit was a good idea.