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6 AM Morningside

What makes people go see a quiet, reserved English band and stand 4' from the lead singer talking loudly and paying no attention? In a large(ish) venue with two floors and hundreds of feet of floor space would you choose to carry on a conversation about the guy who just dumped you within hearing distance of the very polite and quiet lead singer? I don't care if you want to stand there and ponder your existence or wondering whether you left the oven on. If that's how you want to spend your $15 go for it... but do it f#cking quietly when someone has flown halfway around the world and everyone else in the venue is aching to hear them play.

Everything about The Clientele live is intricate and intimate... from the vocals to the tiny maracas and Alasdair's finger picking. So thank heavens for Jeremy who had no problem telling the not one, not two but THREE groups of people talking loudly behind us to move or leave. That's just something I will never get away with no matter how many times I turn around to give them the eye.