Jumper K wrote:Nikki Gradual wrote:If it is the same "band", I saw This is the Kit on the bill at the Half Moon in Putney with the Bhoy, that old hippy Jumper K and, I think, Del. Possibly others. She (for it was a she rather than a band) was playing on a "Bristol people take a train to the big smoke" bill headlined by that band that Paul was in with that bloke from the Moonflowers. He was called Jesse I think. Well, he was awful as usual but then proceeded to ruin her otherwise brilliant set by creeping around in the background playing conch shells and stuff. Really it was surreal, but nothing was as funny as that gurning diva Jesse behaving like some sort of svengali loaning his genius to This is the Kit while not realising that he was being utterly overshadowed and outclassed by his then girlfriend. That's how I remember it anyway. I remember getting quite excited about This is the Kit (to the point that Jumper K looked bored) and bought the CD after the show. Then, if it was the night I think it was, Del made us buy Chinese instead of curry because he is a wanker and Frank, despite having a bed reserved at my place was too polite to assume that after I had fallen asleep so slept on the living room floor under a child's Frozen duvet that barely covered his feet. Haven't played the CD for a good while, must give it a spin.
That’s Jesse in the background of the video ‘playing guitar’. He’s married to Kate, the main lady, now. The whole evening was uniformly shite. Except for the company and beer. Never was a duvet so aptly named.
Kate has my sympathies. Jesse, who because of Bhoy I had to see/meet several times (though nowhere near as often as you must have had to endure him), really was a complete knob, an arrogant delusional pretentious prick. I took an instant and intense dislike to him and it never waned. Bit like Griff really.
