Everywhere is bordered up and hundreds of Rocky Horror Show fans dressed in corsets and gold jackets with a head-full of make-up on wander through the streets. Yepp, we’re in Blackpool…
A place famous for donkeys and illuminations – would’ve been lovely to throw in a third thing but it’s Blackpool, c’mon – it was a strange setting for a band of such quality, but it turned out to be one helluva an evening.
The lights and lasers burnt through the sauna climate in the gorgeous Empress Ballroom, where chandeliers hung from the ceiling and a bunch of Aussies played some psychedelic indie anthems. Not a bad way to spend a Monday evening.
Words by Johnny Rogerson
Words by Johnny Rogerson
