Wrong! The Manfreds were nothing more than what I refer to as a wedding band. Alan Price still has the voice but no stage presence at all. He also fell into two traps, over plugging his CD stall, and playing new material. Too much new material for the type of show he was playing. A Saturday afternoon crowd wanted 'Do Wah Diddy', 'Pretty Flamingo' and '5-4-3-2-1', go off and come back on and encore with 'Mighty Quinn' and then piss off leaving the crowd happy. They did two sets, but we didn't bother with the second. We chose instead to go home and have our tea, ready to come out again later for Neville Staple and Pauline Black headlining set.
Well worth missing Britain's Got Talent for, although at times it got a bit manic for Emily. She sat on my shoulders for 'Monkey Man', but was too heavy. A group of so-called 'rude boys' were trying to ruin it for everyone else, although they did stay contained in one area. We had to keep moving around for Emily's safety, but all in all a great time was to be had. Pauline Black came on and did 'Too Much Pressure' and 'On My Radio', before Staple re-joined the stage for a brilliant duet of 'Ghost Town'.
