I went to see Keane in concert last week.

I love their music, but it felt like seeing a really really really good student band.

I must be old and cynical now, but cherub cheeked lead singer Tom Chaplin looks about 12 which is probably why is able to sing like an angel.

Did that sound a bit gay?

No?

Good.

What freaked me out was how much being a man of limited stature (short arse) meant that you can’t see anything at a pop concert unless you are:

a) backstage.

b) onstage.

c) 6ft 6inches (at least)

d) at the front (get there 60 minutes before everyone else? – stalker time)

e) bring a chair (security don’t like it much apparently)

f) you hang from the ceiling like Spiderfan (and get an upside down view)

g) something else so weird that I havent even thought about it yet

So basically all I could get on camera was this…

bastardos!

or this…

lanky bastardos

so I moved away and went off in search of Keane and found it all empty at the side.

Nice.

Finally Cherub Chaplin Yippee!

And then I got drunk.

Top night.

Nice one Keane.

Last concert for a while tho.

Quiet summer ahead.

Enjoy it whilst you can.

There’s always your iPod and the bottle.

Laters.