
The sixteen year old me would quite happily have given her right arm to see BRMC and the twenty one year old version is no different. This evening marks the end of a very long, impatient wait for me and it’s with no small amount of excitement that I show up to Mandela Hall tonight.
Before my five year wait comes to a decisive close however, Dublin based band, The Minutes, open this evening’s proceedings. They’re a trio you’re not likely to forget in a hurry, with a drummer resembling Wolverine and front man, Mark Austin, screaming so hard into the mic it looks as though his head may...