K.C. Still Rules A-Okay

"He's smaller than I thought he'd be",
remarks The Daddio, as King Creosote takes to the stage
cradling acoustic guitar and trusty capo.
K.C. sings 'Not One Bit Ashamed'.
Behind him, projected on the Heavenly Social wall,
Kubrick's 65mm Super Panavision sci-fi masterpiece
is moving inexorably towards its iconic denoument.
K.C. sings 'Jumping At The Cats'.
Behind him, projected on the Heavenly Social wall,
HAL 9000 refuses to open the pod-bay doors.
K.C. sings a cover of Dexy's ever-popular 'Come On Eileen'.
Behind him, projected on the Heavenly Social wall,
the psychedelic bands of geometric light start rushing by.
K.C. sings 'Missionary'.
Behind him, projected on the Heavenly Social wall,
Dr. Dave Bowman's huge solarized eye blinks uncomprehendingly.
K.C. sings 'Happy Birthday' to the girl from Finland
that I "met" on myspace.
Behind him, projected on the Heavenly Social wall,
the Star Child foetus floats alone in the emptiness of space.
As the intimate crowd shuffle-off
in search of that all-important last tube home,
a single female flop-flop is revealed;
abandoned
unclaimed
left behind
on the dance-floor.
"The Gods of London are smiling on us tonight",
remarks The Daddio as we ascend to street-level.
Amen to that.