In the club

Last time Slim Cessna's Auto Club rolled through town I headlined the post 'The drought is over' - it had been too darn long since one of this city's favourite bands had played. If only I'd known it would be more than four years before I'd have another chance, and only then because I got a ride home from work and managed to sneak in for the last few songs.

Slim! Munly! It's been too long!



Danny Pants double-bass action!



Steel-and-keyboard man Bob Ferbrache is also a Denver music engineer with a long pedigree.



Sometime a man must stand on the monitor.



Munly sings!



The Rev. Dwight Pentecost with his trademark velvet doubleneck and pointy mustache.



More bass!



It's all about the hugs.



Nice buckle.



Whispering action!



Preach it!



Let us pray ...



Go to the light Munly!



Twelve-string action!



I's a fact - all Slim Cessna shows include pointing.



More hugging!



Get down to get up.



And that's it, barring some crowd-surfing I wasn't able to capture. I'm sincerely hoping it's not another four years before they come back.

• Show reminder: I can tell it's not a school night because Monday I Retire, Become the Sun, Stedfast, and Sonarctic are at the Live Lounge; Adrynaline Rush, Special Ops and 1993 rock Mavericks; The Super Awesome Club is at Irene's; the Elmdale hosts Crush Luther with openers The Danger Bees and First To Three; The Girlfriends and Liquor Store are at the Dominion.