I love it when a business burns down and the uninvolved spastics simply assume it's an insurance job. "Insurance job do you reckon?" they say.
The worst was the celebratory Facefuck status commentaries as though all those people we know (who actually do good work there) will crawl away from the disaster financially unscathed. Heartless cunts.
A text joke darted about Liverpool yesterday in the wake of Korova's demise:
"Gig tonight at Korova. The Little Flames supported by Hot Club."
Got a giggle out of me.
Anyway. Long live the Korova days, I guess. A small but fun chapter in Liverpool's musical history.