There's a band on downstairs (I just came back to my room to keep the consumption of Tanglefoot reasonable) murdering a selection of Fleetwood Mac songs.
The singer is blonde and wrinkly enough to do a reasonable impression of Christine, but she's rather flat of voice - and the guitarist is a laughable half a beat behind everyone else, with a seemingly missing top E string...
Thank god for headphones and Bob Dylan...
<edit> They've moved on to 'Nutbush' - bet the guitarist is a full song behind by now...
The singer is blonde and wrinkly enough to do a reasonable impression of Christine, but she's rather flat of voice - and the guitarist is a laughable half a beat behind everyone else, with a seemingly missing top E string...
Thank god for headphones and Bob Dylan...
<edit> They've moved on to 'Nutbush' - bet the guitarist is a full song behind by now...
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