Blasted...

When your son is ill, you tend to get ill afterwards. So that's what I did. And that meant that the Wooden Shjips concert wasn't exactly what I bargained for. Kinda feverish, saw the warm-up band (which was crap), drank two beers, got more feverish, saw 6 songs, went home (the 6 songs were pretty cool, but it's rather hard going all "yay, I'm into drone and the one chord-thing", when you just want to go home to your bed). Here's a vid, though: