Green Jellÿ

Look, we all know what we’re in for if we go see Green Jelly: a random cacophony of weirdness and disjointed performances on stage. But the bad is bad in the right way, the fun way, the way that puts a smile on your face and gets your toes tapping almost against your will. But the thing I didn’t expect or anticipate was the crowd, complete with a girl on roller skates moving around a floor soaked with dancing people’s drinks, a drunk man in a sombrero dancing as if to defy all rules of known physics in an equation that would consist of blood alcohol level divided by gravity, a man in the crowd who was shouting “Green Jelly Suxx!” at all the wrong times, a couple of drunken men with Downs Syndrome. It was a very interesting crowd that would have been better enjoyed not having a guy who believes there’s not a dance floor in existence that is wide enough for him. Enough about the crowd. Bill Manspeaker has a way about him, a genuine stage presence that can’t be denied. He can entertain with nothing more than a look, but proves even better when he gets more animated and physical. The rest of the bad he had with him was great, each with their own personality and flair. The songs are what we all expect and it made for an exciting and fun experience.