The Frames in Antwerp

For the second time in 3 month I went to a Frames concert.
The first time I saw them live was in de Melkweg in Amsterdam, the only problem back then was that I was sick and couldn't really enjoy it.

But luckily this Irish band crossed the channel once again, this time to Belgium. The concert was in Antwerp in the 'Petrol', only a 45 min drive away. It all went well, we left in time, we arrived in Antwerp, and then trouble started.... Belgium is known or should I say notorious cause of their bad roads and the lack of traffic signs. My navigation system send me everywhere accept the place we should be. We had already seen on the map that it was quit outside the center and there were no real parking spaces close to the 'Petrol'.
After 15 min of driving around in a city with a lot of roundabout we found a parking lot. According to Steve's map it was about 2 km away from the ' Petrol' . We were walking into some remote industrial estate, we weren't to shore we were going the right direction.

We ran into some other people who also had troubles finding the 'Petrol club'. But we found it, and (of course) there were a lot of parking spaces at the club! From the outside the ' Petrol' seems to be a second world war bunker. On the inside it was all very relaxed, there was a DJ with a love for futuristic music, some nice sofa's and a film screen which they used to project Barbarella (which is quit strange, at least the parts I have seen).

For the start of the evening they had a local band and a band who toured with the Frames for a while. After that it was time for the band we came for!

The area where the concert was wasn't even half full, there we about 100 people. So you could say it was an "intimate gig". They're really a great live band, they even have a fiddler...How cool is that?
Most people didn't came for the the Frames so the audience was not as enthusiastic and warm as the last time in Amsterdam. Still it was great gig!

Afterwards ' Petrol' turn into a disco, where Marieke and I tried to make Steve dance. Then Marieke saw the Fiddler and she almost jumped onto him! I saw the bass guitar player walking by, and I said the next time he's walking by I'm going to shake his hand. And there he was again, Joe (the bass guitar player a.k.a the ' dwarf') again. I thanked him for a great evening, and he thanked me for coming... :) By the time it was almost 3ish we discussed if we were gonna stalk the band or go home, we went home.