
I got to witness one of the strangest things I've seen on stage: a zombie boylesque performance by Jackerage that featured ballet, popping, stripping, pulling scabs off bare flesh with teeth and finally falling down dead at the end of the song.


Lee Ranaldo is a gentleman. He fronts the stage looking a bit like someone's favourite uncle, with a slightly unruly silvery grey head of hair, and charms with an unprepossessing and appreciative manner, genuinely happy to play for you.


