I took a trip back to my teenage years at the weekend, and without the poisoned sting of Botox. Well, I say teenage years, but in all fairness I never stopped listening to Adam Ant- his music is just one of those things that I carried on loving.
I was too young to see him touring back in the day, so I was delighted when he started gigging again a couple of years ago. I went to see him twice when I was pregnant with Syd, and he was brilliant. This weekend we got to combine our first night away together as a couple since Syd’s arrival with seeing Adam at the Hammersmith Apollo.
It was a special gig which would see him play the first album, Dirk Wears White Socks, in its entirety. This was made more special by the return of the original bass player and drummer. And they nailed it.
This was followed by a mixture of big hits and other earlier material. As an adult I prefer the early stuff, but my inner teenager was thrilled to hear Goody Two Shoes and Strip too. My other half, being a bit older than me, was less enamoured by this section, but for me it was perfect.
The hits were interspersed with more of the early material I love so much. Red Scab and Physical being two personal highlights, and I never get tired of Kings of the Wild Frontier. The only small disappointment was a couple of T-Rex covers, while these were played well, I would have preferred two extra Ant songs in all honesty.
Adam Ant’s picture was on my bedroom wall when I was young. At 8 years old I used to kiss my Prince Charming poster before I went to sleep each night. I thought I would marry him when I grew up! My current bedroom still features a pop art canvas of him complete with white stripe. And heading for 60 he still retains much of the charm of that younger man who adorns my wall, his vocals full of the cocky inflections and tribal screams.
I had a blast, and Sunday saw me on the hangover train back to Motherhood, tired but refreshed by a great night out.
How was your weekend?
Love Miss Cisco XXX