Noise annoys

Last week, I wrote about my sister, Nadine, and the band she’s in called Dental Treatment. I’ve only seen them perform a couple of times, and it’s a couple of times too many, believe me!

The last time I saw them was at the Boardwalk in town. I happened to take my camera with me, and I’m glad I did ‘cause I got this snap of the support act.

Dental Treatment is what you would call a heavy metal band (though I’m tempted to call them something else!), so you might find it surprising that their warm-up artist was an accordion player.

Well, Dental Treatment found it surprising as well! They hadn’t booked a support act. They were just about to walk on stage when up popped this person who led the audience in two rousing verses of ‘We all live in a yellow submarine’.

Turns out it was a bloke called Kevin, an estate agent by day but a female impersonator by night. Kevin specialises in gatecrashing gigs and pub concerts and marching up to the stage to steal all the limelight.

But the staff of the Boardwalk were having none of it. Just seconds after this picture was taken, two burly bouncers got Kevin in a headlock, escorted him to the stage door, and chucked him out onto the pavement. The wailing his accordion made when he landed on it was ear-piercing.

But it still wasn’t as bad as the concert that followed. My ears are still ringing…