My idol has feet of clay

Never before have I looked forward to a headline act so much, while
simultaneously expecting it to be utter crap. And been right.
That wasn't Bob Dylan on stage, it was an old man called Bob Zimmerman
with a pub blues band playing Dylan covers.

Billy Bragg still 0wns, though.

 

Pretty sure he'll be at Tolpuddle this year.

 

I've seen him 4 or 5 times now, and every time I marvel at the way he
can turn me into a hard-line socialist within the first 10 minutes of
the set.

The effect only lasts until about 10 minutes after he finishes, of course.
After that I swing back from anti-fascist to anti-prole as usual.

 

http://www.tuc.org.uk/the_tuc/tuc-7836-f0.cfm

Oh rats, no Chumbawamba