KASABIAN- Athena Cinema, Leicester
I was thinking the other day that it's hard to remember what life was like before the mobile phone. Starting as a brick-sized mode of chatting to your nearest and dearest whilst annoying the hell out of anyone on a bus, now it's a camera, a video, a walkman, cooks your cheese toasties and holds your hair back at the end of a heavy one. No-one needs to actually communicate anymore because your faithful mobile phone does it all. Sigh.
Of course, I conveniently forgot all of society's problems when I received the news via text message that Kasabian were performing at a secret venue in their hometown and would I like to go? I promptly forgave them "Live Earth" and their off-their-tits "save the polar bears" shenanigans, exclaimed "God bless Vodafone for setting up such a wonderful idea, they are a truly fabulous phone service provider and much much more" and headed for the bright lights of Leicester's Athena Cinema (extremely glamorous it is too, round the corner from several strip clubs and a highly expensive multi-storey), happily waving my ticket (again received by the medium of high-speed technology- well, only a few hours late due to a busy network, I suspect) at anyone who remotely gave a monkeys.
And did I mention that guitarist, Serge, is phenomenally stunning in
the flesh; indeed, truly fit as a Butcher's dog? It was always frontman,
Tom, I liked (even though I thought his name was Jim) for his incredible
taste in shirts and cheeks you just want to pinch, nay, tug at, but,
despite being extremely cute, his Jesus Christ poses are overshadowed
this evening by the yet more incredible headwear stage right. It almost
makes me forget that myself, the plus-one and what felt like several
hundred nodding bald men are being filmed for Channel 4, a fact that
I fear most of the crowd are all too aware of as I notice that, apart
from those odd few faithful jumping like loons near the front, everyone
else just seems a little bland, dare I say a bit fake for apparent die-hard