There Ain't No Devil, It's Just God When He's Drunk

Last night Scottie and I went out. We don't go out very often because most of the time it's too cold, I don't feel pretty enough, or we just at a big ass meal and are confined to slouch on our couch in a digestive coma. But last night we were both feeling antsy. I wanted to take him to a place just around the corner called The Chanter. Despite living here for around 3 years, it's a place neither of us had been in, and I first discovered it with Blonde H on her birthday when the Brothers dropped us off there. Very studenty atmosphere, cheap booze, and decent music. We had originally just gone for one pint so I watch Bring Back Star Trek with Justin Lee Collins (geek, I know), but we were having a good time, some one quickly turned to two. After racing home to use the toilets (because why use the public bar ones when your own are just as far away?) we decided to keep the party going at Whistle Binkys.

Scottie Loves Whistle Binkys because he <3s live music. So off we went. That night, the performing band played covers of Rock- Led Zepplin, Guns n Roses, Metallica, and the most interesting thing I saw was the group f people totally digging it.

There was the Lil' Old Librarian- salt and pepper hair curled back into a conservative bun, thin, lithe frame hidden beneath a home knit sweater 8 times too big for her, little glasses perched on her nose, swaying by herself in a desperate attempt to keep time to the beat of Breaking the Law.

There were the Leather Clad Suaves- men in their 50s donning the leather jackets, slicked back hair and shiny shoes, violently playing air drums and bashing their heads around like an angry wasp had flown through their ear and was playing havoc with with brain.

There were also the Moms- middle aged women who looked like they could be anyone's mother, sashaying around in long, brightly coloured skirts and tee shirts looking like they were having a girly night out with other mums on the PTA board.

And all of them were hardcore loving the Rock vibe. Rock on.