Greetings from End of the Road, home of a 100 “Unknown Pleasures” T-shirts and a GBG19 style crisis as the onion bhajias have run out. But there’s sushi.
Good news as Mrs RM finally finishes her VAT return and joins me on the Beavertown (stylised Beeverton by Mrs RM, in honour of City’s 100 points last season).
She’s trying to decide between Mulatu Astatske and Sunflower Bean for her 6.30pm grunge.
We’ve met Substandard Nerd (not his real name), who manages about 300 gigs a year, and is therefore the Gigmeister of music.
Here he is now, at the Beavertown tent.
Note proper drinking vessel. He’s a dark beer man, but that’s Gamma Ray (but you knew that).
I’ve succumbed to Black Betty, a perfect lunchtime drink at 7.4% that enabled me to sleep through the odd bit of music that veered a bit too close to roots.
My question is, how many could tell the smooth silky Keg of Black Betty from a smooth silky cask of Zig Zag Stout (apart from the £5 a pint difference, of course).
Not Mrs RM, that’s for sure.
retiredmartin 
I declined the oppnortunity of a 7 point something IPA at Lichfield’s Whippet Inn as I’m saving myself for an evening session. Didn’t seem wise, but then there was no music tending towards Roots.
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You could probably like any music after a pint of Black Betty – if you could stay awake long enough….🤪
If the Screaming Females couldn’t keep you awake must have a cracking beer….
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“She’s trying to decide between Mulatu Astatske and Sunflower Bean for her 6.30pm grunge.”
I like how in the Big Top it’s Screaming Females followed by Insecure Men. Well heck, I’d be insecure too if some females had been screaming at me for over an hour. 🙂
“Note proper drinking vessel. ”
Didn’t they search him going in?
“My question is, how many could tell the smooth silky Keg of Black Betty from a smooth silky cask of Zig Zag Stout”
Well, to paraphrase, you can’t judge a beer by its foam. 😉
And is the photo below that a shot of the screaming females?
Cheers
PS – Love the title riff. Apparently the song is by a band called Ram Jam. I thought that was the tagline of a joke about a bus being full. 🙂
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The Screaming Females, who I saw briefly, appeared to be mainly men. Surely a breach of Trade Descriptions.
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They could self identify though. 😉
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I smiled at the line “stylised Beeverton by Mrs RM”; every time I see the name Beavertown I want to pronounce it as “Beavert’n” for some reason.
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Mulatu Astatske or Sunflower Bean? Gwenno would have been my choice. Anyone who writes a song about cheese, sung in Cornish gets my vote.
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Yes, was there for the cheese song. Gwenno a highlight, really charismatic.
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Just checked out “Eus Keus?” on YouTube: brilliant! Cornish very like Welsh, “Eus Keus” (Is There Cheese?) would be “Oes Caws?” in Welsh, pronounced much the same.
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I might do cheese outlets if I ever complete the Beer Guide.
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Is there such a thing as the Good Cheese Guide? If not there ought to be.
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If there is, it won’t be an American book.
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Not sure if a gallon of Vale Gravitas, 4.8 per cent, £1.99 per pint, at the local ‘Spoons branch has dulled my senses, but I did not really follow the point of that post ? I’ll read it again tomorrow !
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I’m sorry, you want a point to each post 😱
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Treat it as a lesson to the dangers of drinking too much Beavertown, though I would say the difference between cask and keg has been near imperceptible here with cask served cool.
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I’m not commenting on beer at a temporary event – not worth mithering about … it is what it is.
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