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I was born to touch the stage and dance
I've just got back from seeing the Oysterband at the Walthamstow Assembly Halls with flick, tamaranth, missfairchild and malwen. In their usual indomitable style, Waltham Forest Council hadn't bothered to publicise this gig in any way whatsoever. So my guess is there were round about a hundred people there. I can't experience things any more without considering how I will write the article. And how I will write the article is "later".

Instead, I offer you the following, which I posted to the Usenet group rec.music.folk in August 1993.

Oysterband at the Borderline

I went to the Oysterband's 'record launch party' (ie gig) for Holy Bandits
on Thursday, at the Borderline (which is behind Break for the Border near
Tottenham Court Road tube) in London. The venue is small and mostly
seat-free; as one of our group likes to sit outside venues for hours we got
bar stools to sit on, at the edge of the raised bar about 6 foot from the

It was really very good. The Oysterband started life as a ceilidh band, and
this is always very evident in their live performances (though they have
moved on from there). All of their albums have been a little disappointing
to me, because they never seem to bottle the energy that they project playing
live. (Not even the live album I have.) They played a good mix of the new
album and old favourites, and people would have been dancing in the aisles
if there were any aisles to dance in or any room to dance. (They were
hopping up and down instead).

And the gig cost four pounds. Four pounds! Wouldn't buy a paperback book.
Amazing. Of course the food and drink in the Borderline wasn't cheap. But
there you go.

I would strongly recommend that you seek out shows by the Oysterband -they're
supposedly touring this autumn, but I don't know if that is just the UK. The
last time I saw them was touring with June Tabor for the excellent _Freedom
and Rain_. (That album doesn't really give a good impression of what they're
like; the exuberance is muted and they're mostly doing other people's songs.

This evening I could rest my beer on the stage and dance.

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Despite the absence of an audiance, it was bloody good.

I would say "how did you manage to post so quickly", but then you do live around the corner...

Another good band goes past and I miss them ... I have a little mental conversation that goes "I like seeing live music ... and I almost always have a good time ... but I only go with friends ... and I leave it to friends to let me know when someone good is on and invite me along ..." which is a lovely conversation that justifies my lethargy in these matters ... going to a band by yourself is like going to a club by yourself or a pub by yourself ... some sort of strangely onanistic practice ...

... but then I look at my reality and realise that while I don't go to clubs/pubs or gigs by myself, I go to (folk)festivals and volunteer and immediately build a new crowd of friends and acquaintances there.

There's a lot more I want to type on this subject but the lack of sleep and the presence of work I should be doing is making it difficult to concentrate on this ... so I apologise for just stopping in the middle and I may get back to this thought later (either here or in a top level post)

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