For those of you who do not know...
I want to thank Bad Manners for giving me the LOUDEST, the FATTEST, and the RUDEST night of my life!!
Buster is an incredible showman who really got the crowd going. He looks like a cross between Fred Elliot and the Mitchelin man and has the most immense tongue I have ever seen. This man has been called a Fat Bastard in over 100 different languages, and last night he responded by rubbing his belly and exclaiming "I love my fat! I am fatter than you!" The band were awesome, the saxophonist leapt into the crowd three times at various stages throughout the gig, much to the horror of the security people.
I have come away with a reawakened love of Ska and the bizarre urge to shave my head...