Sweat

I’ve just spent the evening in a dark, smokey room in London packed with sweating, jumping crazy people punching that air in time to “I fought the law”.

Marquee club, 23rd May 1977?

Nope, punk-rock karaoke night upstairs at The Garage (whose downstairs bar is apparently worth the visit even without a selection from the Undertones) and I totally recommend it–even those under 40 wil enjoy this:-)

For the record, I made a complete disaster out of Pete Shelley’s What do I get? And YES, I’d do it again:-)