July

[Mid Life Crisis Marathon Man]

Whilst I was thinking all this Mr. Cooper read out an e-mail. It was mine from two weeks ago. Regular readers will know what - or rather whom - this was about. He read it verbatim, added his own warm accolade, and played Yeah, Right!, a Girlschool single featuring Pythonesque mid-song dialogue, some particularly fine, anarchic lead guitar and Kelly's infectious giggle right at the end; the perfect choice. Thanks Alice.

Ah, another of those strange coincidences! Mr. Cooper was down here at the end of the-world-where-God-resides last week for the last gig of the Australasian leg of his current world tour. I couldn't get to see him but he was interviewed extensively of course by the media outlet I work for and he was: witty, lucid, intelligent, charming, forthright and amazingly entertaining. Reminded me in a lot of ways of Marilyn Manson - mentioned in another thread recently here - in being the thinking person's dino-rock-star. Mr Seafront Plodder will doubtless be impressed to hear that said Mr.Cooper plays 36 holes of golf every day ... although others may be disturbed to learn that he no longer drinks alcohol at all.

He didn't mention you though Sweder - I guess that bit was edited out as too few of the locals are privileged enough to have stumbled across these here forums and wouldn't have understood who he meant.

Anyway, it was great to have him back in town. He's one of the few major world acts who venture this far south, and we love him for it.