Change of Status

I was captivated by one of the backing singers, an elegant woman with a short, neat haircut, providing harmonic support for the unusual front row line up. Unusual, because usual wouldn’t have been a bunch of hardened rockers sitting in a row with acoustic instruments. These boys were used to banging out strings of rock favourites through electric amps wound up to eleven.

Would it work unplugged for this band? Would it work at The Roundhouse? Would it work for the elderly audience of hardened fans? Would I prefer the status quo... or whatever?

Whatever! Quo was what I wanted.