And the prize for the stickiest floor goes to...

The Pogues at Brixton Academy, 20th December 2005.

Hey there, so the Christmas gig-going frenzy is over and January looks likes a very dry month, but last night the one last fling mindset took me all the way down to southern climes (well, Brixton) in search of some fun and musical frolics. With Bulmersbabe and real ale boy in tow, we started off with cocktails at the Living bar in Coldharbour Lane (I reccomend the Sicilian Kiss) and then headed swiftly over to the Brixton Academy.

Luckily for us the pogues were on great form, with Shane McGowen looking very hearty indeed (beer belly included). The stunning two hour set started with Streams of Whiskey and ended with a roaring Fiesta, and included pretty much all of their mammoth back catalogue.

Needless to say, fun was had by all and sundry, despite the presence of the stickiest floor ever known to the gig-going public. Beyond just average stickiness, the floor was positively-gluelike to the tread. Urgh! However after the first few songs and some strategic menouvering, I managed to avoid the worst patches and enjoy the evening by adopting the 'don't look down under any circumstances' philosophy.

I DO really like the Brixton Academy- it's just SO much better than the Alexandra Palace. So so much.