Here's the last little burst of Saturday Ottawa Explosion action; I got back later than expected from my evening meal and only caught The Steve Adamyk Band's set outside. No sooner had I gone inside to catch Feral Trash's set than I dumped my camera on the floor, snapping its battery hatch. The clever folk at Nikon quite naturally expect the numbskulls who own their cameras to do this every once in a while, so they're designed to come off and re-attach easily, but unfortunately in this case I busted the actual hatch well enough to make my camera unusable. To add insult to injury, I started feeling so woogie after Feral Trash's set I headed on home and missed The Red Dons, Crusades and Needles//Pins. Enough griping about my lot in life: Here's Steve and Co.
Max frets! It was more like The Sonic Adamyk (Steve Avenues?) Band this night.
Steve and Seb!
Then it was inside to Club SAW and some unfortunate camera acrobatics (I swear, I thought the strap was still around my neck ...). Well, there's always the iPhone.
The shouty bit!
Since its telephoto is rubbish, here's a square photo with a reasonably in-focus Ilisha and Jesse..
And that was it for me (until Sunday, that is).