We loved this show.

Great, great venue. Opening song: "How soon is now". "First Of The Gang To Die" rocked. "Stretch out and wait" was beautiful.



We got very, very, very drunk. It was a fantastic night out.

The Roundhouse feels like a proper rock'n'roll venue inside with lots of bars keeping you topped up with £3.50 Kronenbourgs in pint (plastic) glasses.

The main area is all standing so there's none of that 'sitting down' nonsense.



Lovely to see the back of the stage covered with three giant pictures of a Welshman too (in case you can't see who it is through the murky fuzz of my extreme lo-res Treo cameraphone pictures, it was Richard Burton, clutching a drink).

Morrissey finished with "Irish Blood, English Heart" and "Last Of The Famous International Playboys."



On Saturday night I went to an old school, no-nonsense dutty squat party, held in honour of the much-liked urban75 poster Ringolevio who passed away recently. It was as full on and in-yer-face as you like!

I took this picture of a little golden star that someone had stuck on to some plastic flowers hanging in a basket at Highbury and Islington station and thought of Ringolevio.

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