I did a gig last night in Milton Keynes. I”ve never really been to the great MK before, did another gig there last year, I didn’t really get to see this great city, as it was just literally me getting out of the train station, into a taxi and through some industrial estate to the gig.
This gig was more in the centre of this glorious city, I arrived quite early and so I thought I’d walk so I could take in the sights
I had to go through the same industrial estatey bit to get to the nice bit, it was only after quarter of an hour of walking in a depsressing striaght line that I realised that the industiral estate was both the centre of twon and the nice bit,
With a blank canvas of a place to build, quite how they could have made it so despressingly bleak and ugly is beyond me. It’s not even bleak in the old iron Curtain East Bloc bleak, at least that had some style, and the secret police made the place feel a little more alive.
Eventually I got to the gig, it was in a massive mall thing with weatherspoons and KFC’s and shops and shit. This wasn’t boding well
Then I saw that this place was the big fake snow place for snowboarding and all that. And the gig was in a place called Sno! Bar… it was snow coincidence
I nipped round the side to try and work out the best way in and walked past one of those bungee machine things flinging people into the air for a tenner, playing too loud beaty music to the throng of one person in the booth.
A tenner to be flung into the air? To get away from Milton Keynes upwards for even a few seconds seemed vaguely appealing. But it was only £14 for my ticket back on the train. The only time train fares seem reasonable.
The gig was a little odd, the bar was decked out like a log cabin with a massive window looking out on to to the slope, the stage was right in front of this window.
And all but two of the audience was one group from some refrigeration company that all had to leave to get a coach at 10:40.
My main concern was that if someone wiped out on the slope no one would watch the comedy. But in the end I should have been more worried about people on the slopes watching me wipeout. Luckily I only had to do about 15mins before their coach.
Got to love Milton Keynes.