A week late with this post, but been busy. We went to See Nancy Sinatra at the Mozza curated Meltdown Festival at the RFH last Sunday. Mozza was there - you could see his quiff sticking out of one of the boxes. Long and short of it - she was great, her band were shite. The place was rammed. A very mixed crowd of all ages with a large contingent of the "Gay Cult of Nancy" (bless em) and also what seemed to be a large group of teenage girls with a sixties fixation (and boots), including one girl with a very impressive beehive - glad I wasn't sat behind her :). The problem with the band? Where were the strings? Where were the horns? Dunno but we got a "rock" guitarist, who habitually attempted to grab centre stage with horrible Tap-esque guitar solos. Nancy did however manage to persevere over this - she did a great cover of "let me Kiss you" off the new mozza album and various other bits - some well known and not so well kjnown from her own solo back catalogue. We were hoping she'd do some of her Lee or Frank duets (perhaps with the Mozza himself), and there were various shouts from the audience asking her but she explained she couldn't do them without Lee. She sang a song about her Dad - which made her cry. The outsanding bit was when she came off the stage, did a little saunter up the isles, then stood in front of the stage, invited the audience down to the front to dance with her and kicked into Boots (there's quite a gap between the front of the satge and the front row) and a good couple of hundred of the audience danced around her like it was an old Top of the Pops. Standing ovation, two encores. All in all well worth it (but the band still stank). Apparently this is the first and only time she's ever played the UK.
