Bovine funsters hometown hoedown (From Stroud News and Journal)

Bovine funsters hometown hoedown

1:53pm Wednesday 1st July 2009

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Review The Mad Cows The Prince Albert in Rodborough.

BEING new to Stroud and all things Stroudy, I was not familiar with local legends The Mad Cows and had never visited The Prince Albert.

Mentioning to people throughout the week that I was going to see this bovine band I realised that I was possibly the only person in Stroud uninitiated in the ways of The Mad Cows.   I was told to expect a night of raucous revelry, bad taste and good humour.

Stepping into the Prince Albert felt like popping round to a mate's house, all homely, rustic and reassuringly friendly.

Front man Hamish greets me and my pal enthusiastically and explains that tonight is a warm up for Glastonbury Festival and that they will be performing their rarely heard love songs.

The plan is to play requited love and unrequited love songs alternately.

Unexpectedly, tonight’s acoustic set is not so much raucous and rowdy but more intimate and warm, with plenty of humorous banter from Hamish.

It feels like a late night campfire jam, with all the family, friends and a few random stragglers gathered round for a traditional cider swilling sesh of ye good old days.

The songs were by turns touching and ridiculous though the musicianship is faultless and Hamish is an engaging and entertaining front-man.

Roll on Glastonbury - you know this merry band of bovine brothers are going to have the cosiest fire, the best beer and the friendliest of festival festivities.

Milly Moo

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