Warning : Contains urinal cakes
Warning to Pashmina Pauline : Contains Gents loos
Warning to BeerMat : Contains “Summer of ’69”
Yes, it can wait no longer. A return visit to Krakatoa (aka Moorings), the most fun you can have in Aberdeen without falling in an oil slick in a kilt.
Like Reading’s famed club, it’s also very purple. And bewilderingly difficult to get into after five pints.
I shouldn’t really have headed there after BrewDog. After all, we had a busy day ahead on Thursday, what with my pub ticking and Mrs RM’s “work”. But there you go.
We entered to the thud of the “Billy Jean” bassline; enjoy it till it’s banned.
Three sections for beers; cask on those cute tall US-style fonts you get in places like the Euston Tap, keg, and Belgian beers. An astonishing selection, most of which I had no hope of being able to make out in the dark.
A lovely pint of murk from Windswept and a half of something strong and crafty from Fierce came to just £4. Surely a mistake ? No.
Anyway, the Gents toilets. At least, I hope they were the Gents. I have lived a very sheltered life in the Fens (up till the Maidenhead incident, anyway).
Mrs RM had found the table nearest the stage, unwisely I thought, and was waiting for me to bring her strong beer.
I didn’t notice at the time, but it’s all very Twin Peaks, isn’t it ?
Jim Morrison would have loved Krakatoa. I never “got” The Doors back in ’71 (I was six), but here it suddenly made perfect sense.
Then, a little teaser of “White Rabbit“, genuinely spooky, before slipping into “Monkey Gone To Heaven“.
Incredibly relaxed atmosphere and, just like Spoons, All Human Life Is Here.
But then the karaoke book got handed out, an eclectic collection.
I should have warned you about the Coldplay, shouldn’t I ?
Sadly, even craft keg couldn’t tempt Mrs RM into a killer rendition of Montrose’s Bad Motor Scooter, but to compensate here’s a little Bryan (not Ryan). Press Play.
Suddenly, we’d spent over an hour there, the longest I’ve sat still since my last set of Accountancy exams in 1987, and it was time to go.
But the night was not yet over.