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A kingdom for him
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The venue was an upstairs room in the Lexington, a rather large pub near Islington which sells an IPA for £5.75 a pint. Where better to be insulted by a gin-swilling American 'King Dude' strumming, from time to time -- in the course of a shambolic performance -- of his love for the Dark One? In fact, I could not hear any of the lyrics, except when it came to "Lucifer's light", a song which was really rather good.
He was preceded by a guitar gentleman by the name of "Naevus", desponding like a Cohen without the poetry. But I, Melachi, liked best the first band, a three-piece "The Howling Truth" with a bass beating throughout like a heart over mixed with free-ish guitar solos.
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