This was the second evening in a row when we went out to see bands, but this time this was Mab... As Voltane had asked us to have an early night and not stay too long at the PLakka gig (so we would not be tired for the Mab gig this evening), we listened to him and were in bed by about 8pm the night before.
At 7pm the day of the Mab gig , a very early Voltane arrived at home so we would all go in the car to get there. (he was planning to get there by coatch but he prefers our company which is nice)
We sat him down and force fed him some wonderful pumpkin and cassoulet beans soup, hoping he would have a huge amount so he would not stop in KFC on the way to the gig as he threatened to do before getting to us.
We departed and half way there Neil decided to stop at the services with a devilish will to visit a shop. Unfortunately there was a KFC on that services and as he saw this, Voltane, who diggests very quickly, and was already starving, went off running and escaped before I could tie him to the car and he headed for KFC... Maybe I should have looked under the table to see if there was a paddle of wonderful cassoulet soup.
Anyway we arrived at the gig without too many problems except for the awful weather , and parked near the venue which was a piece of cake to find. Thanks to Michelin guides.
We ran as quickly as we could to get in (JEremy had put us 3 on the guestlist) and got in this enormous place where big concerts must take place. We looked everywhere but no signs of the rock stars... Very unmotivated, Neil and Voltane went for a drink at the bar whilst I prefered to stay near the reception to look at some very interesting fishes swimming in an aquarium with the builders bum of the female receptionnist showing through the glass.
The concert venue(the inner room) opened and we went in, but still no sign of the girls... I was starting to feel bored, as these kind of venues dont sell any herbal teas and decided to go for a nap in the car, whilst the bands were getting ready.
I came back and nearly ran off as I heard this huge roarring coming from the concert room, it was this band, "...." who were painfully loud and scary. If my Dad had heard this he would have ran miles.Mind, no disrespect but he would have also ran away for Mab too, as anything louder than a chamber orchestra is too loud for him) (but he may have politely glanced at the Origane Fashion dresses that the girls may have been wearing before running off)

The first band came off stage very quickly, there were good for their style of music but not at all anything I would ever like, same goes for Beyonce.
MAb were setting up whilst cheezy 80's music was playing and went on stage at midnight, starting with their normal song and Jeremy wearing the cream and silver O-F dress of the KOKO show. And an armyhelmet on her head which she only took off half way through the show.

We kept being distracted by the sound engineer, a lady who kept going on stage and fiddling with cables and boxes hiden away on top of speakers. But Mab managed anyway to produce a fantastic show, playing 2 new songs (mother fucking magic and their Italian single Adrenalina) and even though I was rather tired and cold I headbanged a bit, but forgot to headbang as I repetidly saw, with amazement, Jeremy's on stage who had developped a charisma and a presence which was so much her. She was charismatic, beautiful and hypnotising.
During the gig,of course there is always the very embarassing moment when the song finishes and people have to clap but nobody does and when Jeremy claps her hands for people to follow , even less people do it, but hey, that is stage and performers have to be aware that most audiences are just very very shy and hate making any noise and be noticed (including myself, oh so embarassing to have to clap arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh )
In fact when the song finishes the room is quieter than when they are playing which is good (as in the audience have noticed that they should be clapping and aren't so are looking at each other, shutting up and with embarassment)
Lucky Wildblanket doesn't have to clap to much in case of dropping his camera.
Anyway MAb and the girls were outstanding that evening and Lisa particularly mad, having small fits on stage and gratting her guitar. Marina, more cool and superb, stood there headbanging in rhythm.
Jessica had some unconvincing spotlights on her but was still very loud and efficient.
We returned to London after having greeted the artists and given some birthday presents to Jeremy whose birthday was in september.
In the car back, Voltane obliged us to listen to some weird music which was very interesting. We did not stop at any services .
O_F