Friday, November 05, 2004

Kingston Mines

We decide to go to a club called Kingston Mines. It's recommended in the guide books and by one of the guides from the Untouchables tour. It happens to be just across the street from the B.L.U.E.S. Bar we went to the other night. So me, Iain, Lonnie, Karen, an Australian girl called Neel and a Southern lad head out for the night.

The bar is split in two, with a small stage in both rooms. Each of the two bands does a 1-hour set then takes an hour break while the other band does their hour. Everyone moves between rooms so there isn't any break in the entertainment. The main act is a guy called Lynsey Alexander, the Hoochie Man - the ladies call him coffee, because he grinds so fine! He has a radio mike on his guitar, so he can wander through the crowd an play right in front of your face.

The 2nd band isn't so great, so we only change rooms once. While we're hanging out in the other room, we get chatting to some local girls. Two 22-year-olds, who are a little dizzy and very drunk. One spends about 2-hours trying to do an English accent and the other keeps telling us about her boyfriend in Iraq. The big, gravel voiced compere does a rendition of the 8 Mile theme and we drink and listen to blues until 3.30am.

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