Bit late to be posting this (I was offline for a few days), but just in case anyone was wondering how it went...
The gig was in the small Elserhalle. I got there a bit late, around 8:30. On the stage were four 40-something year-old teenagers, one bashing away on a drum kit, and the others seemed to have just picked up electric guitars and a bass for the first time in their lives, and were discovering that you can make a hell of a noise if you whack the strings with full force in a rhythmical fashion. One of them was also uttering words in a completely atonal manner which I hesitate to describe as singing. Whatever. At any rate they seemed to be having a good time. Not so sure about the crowd though. Well, "crowd" is maybe not the right word. People standing around in twos and threes with plenty of breathing space in between, most of them riveted to the spot like stone pillars in true Teutonic fashion.
It was as I feared. I am waaaayyy too old to know this band. Listened to a few numbers, then suddenly the guy was saying, "This is our last song for tonight". What? It's only 9 p.m. Only one hour? Oh well, I'd listened to enough anyway. As I left they were starting an encore, but cocktails at
Juleps was more enticing. Dunno what to make of this kind of music. Far too sophisticated for me. Or, as someone said later at Juleps, "You had to be there in the UK at the time". Somehow, I don't have too many regrets that I wasn't.