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I seem to recall some of you were contemplating going to see Def Leppard soon? Here, for your amusement, is a review of a Def Leppard gig I wrote for York Student Vision in about 1988. Reading it some 15 years later convinces me that I made the right choice when I decided to make a career out of writing Perl rather than English!
http://toybox.twisted.org.uk/~vincent/pics/vision/def_leppard.jpg
http://toybox.twisted.org.uk/~vincent/pics/vision/def_leppard.jpg
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"The band played well, Mick played guitar, Eddie sang and John played drums. The lights and sound were good." etc. It all becomes very matter of fact. Or you can go along the wild adjective route of "They were ripped to shreds by the seething throng of pvc clad vixens they had whipped into a frenzy of sleazy sex. The band screamed (in pleasure or pain, possibly both) as their pale flesh was revealed and their clothes torn to pieces by a sea of female hands. The gig descended into an erotic mass with Justin Taylor starring as Jesus H Christ."
I still get the NME delivered but it has always been an issue that the journalism is shite and tells us more about the journalist than the artist they are reviewing.