Mark E Smith

The tragic shambling figure of indie bollocks played another blinder of shit gigs tonight.
Two songs in went off stage sang the third from the wings, the backing band soldiered on, for two numbers without him, a guy from the crowd did a bit of 'fallioke' before being escorted from the stage, the band then left, his wife returned to tell us his feet hurt and he could not stand then he popped back out to do 'Mr. Pharmacist' all too little to late, 'time gentleman please' we all had bars to go to.