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Gig Review
The Nips London, 100 Club
Article written by
Paul M - May 10, 2008
The Nips back in the day
There are more cue balled bonces than a Kojak convention here tonight but then the band most people are here to see split twenty eight years ago and the vast majority of the audience are old original fans. The Nips (originally known as the Nipple Erectors) were formed by two punk scenesters in the late seventies, put out a mere three singles before going onto form the two central bands in the early 80s cowpunk scene, the Men They Couldn’t Hang and the Pogues. This is believed to be the first time Shanne Bradley and Shane MacGowan (yes, that Shane MacGowan) have shared a stage since. Rumours about this appearance had circulated for a few weeks prior to tonight though with threats that if too much of a fuss was made they’d pull the gig, most people buying a ticket probably suspected it would never happen.
They come onto the stage just after 8.30 and they look great. Shanne, on bass, has scarcely aged while even Shane looks slimmer and less deshevelled than recent times. He’s kitted out in a clean dark suit though his T-shirt is suitably offensive. He may be drunk (though it’s difficult to tell these days with the toll from years of living the high life evident in his permanently glazed expression) but he’s not completely wasted and even remembers most of the lyrics (though one song now includes the line 'don't know the fucking words la la la'…). They play for about 30 minutes with Shanne’s daughter joining them for one track and they go down well, so well that Shane issues a dismissive “Fuck off!” when someone gets too appreciative. Hopefully we won’t have to wait another 28 years to hear Stavourdale Rd N5 or So Pissed Off . I leave, as do many others, before the next act, Johnny Moped appears. Yes, that Johnny Moped...