
Murphy and Mahoney came, saw, conquered and played a bit of disco. A good night, a packed house, a gang of disco and some tight tune selection from the two boys. Plus they didn’t paint the place, move any furniture, pull any pints or bury anybody — except the crowd, in a wave of luscious grooviness (oooh shouldn’t be allowed!).
Nice one!
Orr
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