The BBC reportone of the crap things about growing up is that eventually all the bands you loved split up. ok it's not like anyone died but when you have grown up with a band and listened to them for hours and hours there's still a gap there. that feeling that you will never get to see them live again. it happened with crowded house (and the death of paul hester- the drummer), it happened with pavement and now yesterday it happened with Gorky's Zygotic Mynci. they hadn't put out anything for a couple of years but there's always that hope that that they would tour.
what made this band great was the gigs. they were always really intimate affairs, like you were in on a great secret. they never got very big- more of a cult following so you always had the chance to chat to them while the support band was on or while you were buying a tshirt off them. the first time i saw them was when i was in college. all my friends were mad on the manic street preachers who were playing in manchester. so we went along in the afternoon to try to meet them. round the back was a huge group of tortured angst-ridden youths waiting for the manics. round the side was me and one other guy trying to catch the support band-gorky's. i got to meet them and they signed my album for me.
i've managed to see them about 9 times since and each time has been amazing. it's always great to see the faces of the people i have taken when euros childs starts up Poodle Rockin'.
The there we go Gorky's Zygotic Mynci RIP . of course with all these splits you still get to see someone from the band play- stephen malkmus, neil finn etc and i have already managed to see one ex=gorky play but it's never quite the same.
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