Where do I start? Fuck knows to be honest I could start by name dropping the numerous other band members in attendance tonight at this special intimate show from Noo Yawk legends, and when I say that it's not in some flippant throw away comment I bloody well mean it from the bottom of my furry creepers to the tip of my Gatsby hat and if Texas Terri can make it in all the way from Berlin just for this show, why couldn't you fuckers?   D Generation came along in the 90's to save punk rock 'n' roll and re ignited a fire that was being extinguished thanks by and large to some 'orrible music predominately coming from the States. But these five snotty guys from the Big Apple came along and kicked a hole in the grunge invasion and did what they did with such belief and passion they certainly had some admirers this side of the pond. Albeit on import because they couldn't get their albums released over here except on American import. We did get a glimpse of what could have been when they toured supporting Green Day but all too quickly they imploded, but their spirit certainly lived on and if anything grew in the intervening years.  Well that was the 90's and it's now 2011 and when we heard whispers that they were going to play a one off date in old Blighty you just knew Uber Rock was going to be there.  We couldn't possibly miss this one; not a hope in hell my rock 'n' roll cherubs

First up tonight were Krakatoa, a band who were seen recently supporting Adam Ant on his jaunt around the UK.  I'm not about to slate them here but let's just say they were not what was needed tonight as a musical starter. My judgement might have been clouded here because they overran which in turn caused me to miss my last train home and looking for someone to blame then it must rest with this bunch of Indie kids. So guys if you are reading this you can send my train fare and hotel refunds to my Swiss bank account if you'd be so kind.  Anyway, enough of the negatives.

Eureka Machines were next up.  Now this is a band who are always entertaining and always a pleasure to witness live.  Taking the stage to a Queen 'We Will Rock You' intro tape with band synchronised hand clapping and fake Freddie tashes they then went for it with a steely determination piling headlong (excuse the pun) into 'Champion The Underdog' from the Uber approved album of the same name.  For the next 30 minutes or so the intensity never dropped as the lads from oop North delivered a perfect aperitif for tonight's main course with song from both their albums.  This performance wasn't possibly as surreal as the last time I saw them but the band were tight and well on form; but then in saying that when are they not tight and on form?

When it comes to spiky powerpop rock 'n' roll is there currently anyone else in the same ball park as Eureka Machines? 'Being Good Is OK But Being Bad Is Better' is a song to rival anything in the Wildhearts back catalogue the same goes for  'Story Of My Life' which also just happened to be the three opening tracks here tonight and it seemed the head nodders and toe tappers were all synced up tonight and the Eurekas were doing their job with much aplomb, ending their brief set with 'Scream Eureka'.

If you do get the chance to catch this band in or near your town then don't pass it up by staying at home wasting your life away on some social network, get out there and live the dream and support the Eureka Machines because quite simply they play great music, entertain, share a laugh and a joke, wear dashing shoes and will offer you a top notch night out.  Eurekas we salute you!

On to tonight's main event then. D fuckin' Generation are in the house brothers and sisters!  D Generation back together and about to hit the stage about 2 yeards in front of me, I still couldn't believe it was about to go down!  The Borderline is brimming with boys and girls who all speaking of that Christmas Eve feeling from when you were a child, and the excitement was palpable as it got close to showtime.

Then from the opening crescendo of 'Degenerated' to the closing feedback refrain of 'No Way Out' we were left in no doubt that this band have not gone stagnant on us but in fact are as fresh as an orchard full of daisies and as vital today to the punk rock scene as they were back in the 90's.  Tonight London was left devastated by the noise created by five men from Noo Yawk as our jaws collectively hit the floor.

With no time for fuckin' about, the next hour and a bit was all about the music and the magic it can generate.  As far as performances go this is right up there with the best I've ever seen and trying to use mere words to describe how truly magnificent this set was I must admit I'm a strugglin'.  It is often easy to call good things great, and great thing magnificent, but I'm not sure there is a word out there that can encapsulate how damn fine it felt to be in the epicentre of this punk rock quake that happened in London town tonight.  I only hope this wasn't a one off and there will be more things to follow because rock 'n' roll needs D Generation maybe now more than ever, surely the time is right for them to conquer and reap their just rewards.

When preparing for this review I dug out my trusty notepad and from my scribblings I managed to make it to the fifth song before I got lost in music but how's about this for the first five; 'Degenerated', 'She Stands There', 'Feels Like Suicide', 'Guitar Mafia' then 'Capital Offender'!!!  I think at this point I leaked a little sex wee. Malin stalking the stage like a caged punk rock lion (albeit minus his dread locked mane these days) soaked in sweat from head to toe but just about keeping the lid on this incendiary punk rock machine he was fronting.  To his right Richard Bacchus was pulling rock 'n' roll shapes like they were going out of fashion with a cool consummate ease, and just to his left Howie Pyro was giving his Fender Precision a damned good seeing to and along with Michael Wildwood holding the beat in the engine room.  Michael himself was looking rather splendid in his bandana and Cheshire cat grin, whilst Danny Sage oozed cool to his stage left. This is what these boys were born to do and tonight on this evidence there aren't many equals out there with such passion and quality.

All around me tonight people were totally into the moment, and that was down to the powers of rock 'n' roll people, the songs sounded like they were written yesterday and haven't lost any of their impact.  This was definitely one of those magical moments, one of those 'I was there!' moments even.  Ever the consummate showman Jesse went for a wander around the room during 'Vampire Nation' and thanked us for coming out to see some live rock 'n' roll on a Monday night, and got behind the bar to pour himself a drink whilst introducing the band and give us a brief insight into what the reunion is all about, but the set was closing in and I just didn't want this to end.  Encore time was soon upon us and it's an absolutely scorching 'Waiting for The Next Big Parade', which segues neatly into a brutal version of 'No Way Out' before it's all over and time to go.

Nights like this are why Uber Rock exists, and writing reviews can be such a rewarding and enjoyable job when bands like D Generation roll into town and turn in a set of such epic proportions.  It's just great to be alive and amongst it, you know?  London was certainly treated to a rare and special moment in time tonight, but Jesse Malin was also heard saying that they will be back next year, which gives us all just enough time to get over the shock of tonight.  What happens next is anyone's guess but I'd be most grateful if someone would give these chaps a deal and get them into a studio ASAP, and we can all get some more D Generation in our lives.

Having missed my train it was a quick visit to the exotic bookstore next door to the Borderline then a short taxi ride back to the station before flaking out on a train; any train as long as it was sort of heading towards my home town.  Did I mention that I love D Generation?

I sincerely hope I managed to do tonight the justice it deserves here, but then I guess nobody could just by using words. I'm just pleased to say I was there. Danny, Jesse, Richard, Howie, and Michael I salute you.  In fact after tonight D Generation should have been given the freedom of London town because tonight they bloody well owned it.