Gigstory

Gigstory! – Fire Alarms and Poetry…

Welcome to a brand new feature that will be published every other week. I go to a lot of gigs and there are always little stories that come out of them that I always want to tell someone so what better place to do it!

Todays Gig: Pigeon Detectives

It is not everyday that you win tickets to a concert but at university I did with a short poem about a cow and a pigeon (which we have actually featured on here before and you can read it here) Yes you heard that correctly – an animal poem and did I mention it was a purple cow? Ok, let me explain.

At university there was an Indie themed night that was themed around the name ‘Milk’. One night they had The Pigeon Detectives performing and they were giving away tickets to the ones who wrote a creative short story about a cow. I wrote it in poetry and won.

It was really exciting winning tickets for the Pigeon Detectives because it was a band I wouldn’t go out of my way to see. They had some really catchy songs but I never really thought about seeing them live.

The gig was full but being on my own (my friend stood me up last minute) it meant I was able to get a really good spot near the front. It was a pretty lively gig. However, halfway through an alarm started to go off, at first everyone thought it was just something by error and the band kept asking the staff to try and turn it off. It soon became clear that something or someone had set the fire alarm off (there wasn’t a fire it turned out) so everyone was kicked out of the venue.

Alot of the people waited around outside to go back in but I decided to leave. It was a fun gig while it lasted but the alarm just killed the mood for me.

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