Jan 6th, 2025. Bad Manners at P60 in Amstelveen. Me n 'er indoors went along. Bass guitarist, guitarist, sax, trombone, trumpet, keyboards, drums and... of course, the irrepressible Buster Bloodvessel.

The musicians were all competent or better and well worth a listen. Buster? Well he was Buster. Pretty static these days, witness the brace on his right knee, but still with a presence. Pleased to impart the news that his voice has not matured with age

However, what an entertainer! A thoroughly enjoyable evening of nostalgia. I also witnessed the oldest mosh pit I've ever seen. Average age well above 50. All went well apart from one poor soul who had to seek medical assistance. He was a fairly tall bloke, caught full in the face by a head attached to a body moving in an upwards direction. Bloody nose and lip for his troubles. He came back about 10 minutes later so it wasn't a serious injury.

Glad I went as it reminded me that we shouldn't always take music as seriously as we do. Last night may not have been, in a musical sense, the greatest concert ever but, damn, it was one hell of a party atmosphere and, it appears, they're back at the end of the year. I intend to be at that party.