What has happened to the Whingers in Edinburgh? Is there something in the air up here that has turned their heads? Have Phil and Andrew been spiking each others drinks?
With about 2,500 shows to choose from you’d think we could find more to Whinge about than this. Our rictus grinning continues apace. It really is most dispiriting and unsettling. If this carries on in London we’ll be seeking a new moniker.
What a joyous hour we spent in the company of the extraordinary a capella/beatboxing group The Magnets. Six phenomenally talented and dapper young (everything’s relative) men who rip through a set of covers from Sister Sledge’s “Lost in Music” to Blur’s “Girls and Boys” without the aid of instruments, which must make their travelling arrangements so much simpler.
So nothing to whinge about at all then? Well we wouldn’t have chosen Blondie’s “Call Me” but one of their better (to us) numbers and when the group invite the audience to choose between a sung through A to Z of either band names or film music we were of course screaming for films knowing that we wouldn’t know many of the bands suggested. The bands list was, as expected, voted for and our knowledge of more contemporary music was exposed as scratchy to say the least.
But that is unnecessary peevishness on our part. We found The Magnets’ attraction extremely appealing.