LIKE the Manic Street Preachers song, this is in my head because of seeing a concert last night. It was a really nice concert too. (An aside. You might wonder why I always say 'concert', rather than 'gig'. If you are wondering that, it's because its one of those words that seems to sound stupid coming from my mouth. I just don't feel comfortable with it).
  So, Ryan. Yes. A really nice concert indeed. It was in a church, a very pretty church too. But it was all so quiet, with most of the show being just Ryan and his guitar. And the occasional noise of people kicking over their empty Becks bottles onto the loud stone floor, a noise that was kinda distracting, but nowhere near as loud as the chorus of tut-ing that followed each clinking bottle.
Thu 07 Nov 2002