Funny old night with Paul Heaton at the Plug last night. The support band, Section 60, were a sort of bunch of sub-Oasis Mancunian rockers - not my cup of tea really, but they made a visceral sort of noise.
Paul Heaton came on with a great band and treated us to some of his fabulous songs, both old and new, including a couple of acapella tunes, one of which being Caravan of Love which of course brought the house down. The audience was an interesting mix - probably a fair number of out-of-towners and as much interested in having a drink and chatting as listening to the music. Heaton gave us a bit of a spiel about Hope not Hate, and a joke which went down well with a Sheffield audience "the only people who can run faster than Jennifer Ennis in Sheffield are Wednesday fans" which seemed to go down well. For the last number, however, he threw his guitar down on the stage (the only song he'd used it for) and stormed off. The band looked a bit nonplussed but finished the song, not difficult as the audience were singing it anyway. Calls for encores looked to be unanswered so we left. So what got into him?
