The Prodigal Sons

Tags: The Prodigy / Brixton Academy

Put 4 lads together to go see The Prodigy and what do you get? A bloody good laugh. A, O, C and YT hit Brixton on Sunday night for the month-delayed Prodigy gig we'd been waiting for since the day it got cancelled when those "dickheads with rucksacks" made London travel more interesting...

Props to C who had half a dozen cans of lager before even reaching London, even though he'd only got out of work an hour before I picked him up. Said downing of cans produced physiological affects requiring the draining of lizards... i.e. a legal piss in the street. More beer was required before venturing into the Brixton Academy, so we hit the Canterbury Arms for ice cold lager before getting into the old theatre to watch the boys from Essex making some noise.

They did a 90 minute set and they were good... they did play Spitfire and Outer Space which kept me happy, with Breathe and a weird version of Firestarter, Medusa's Path... anything else, I couldn't tall ya, I was too busy digging me groove and trying not to stamp on my buddies' toes.

Home was fun too, requiring jumping on a No 2 (bus) 'cos the tube station was closed - "difficulties" at Victoria station apparently (f@ckers!), Hi5'ing everyone in the Stockwell Road, bartering for cans of warm beer and pissing in the street again (at that legal peep-show of a urinal again) this time with an audience of rubbernecks on the bus...

So yeah, we got back to the 'boro nearly 2 and a half hours after the gig had finished...

Right, where's the next gig? I don't care who it is or where it's at... just getting there and back is always a good laugh...