Next up were FourPlay. I'd tell you that they rocked, but then again, I'm biased. They played with their characteristic energy; at one stage, Peter snapped the G string of his cello, and (as one does with a G string) threw it into the audience, where it was snapped up by a group of screaming female fans. And there were quite a few of those; in particular, FourPlay's Jeff Buckley cover seemed to excite the girls in the audience quite a bit. Wonder why...
Finally up were george. And they didn't sound at all like the Corrs (as Graham would say); though the male vocalist (the muscular guy with the oddly shaved hair) did sound rather like Jeff Buckley. Because the sound at the Prince was rather poor (see below), I couldn't form a complete opinion of how good they are. Though they do like their dramatic buildups. Halfway through the set, FourPlay came on stage and joined them on strings.
One major disappointment was the sound system at the Prince Bandroom. Seemingly designed more for booty-shaking bass than for actual fidelity, between the subwoofers under the stage and the main speakers pointed well above the crowd, there seemed to be too little midrange; as such, the sound was flat and muffled. During FourPlay's set, the chatter of the people at the back of the room almost drowned out the band, even from the second row.
Urk. That explains it.
Danielle Spencer used to be in Pacific Drive (the 'adult' soap that used to run on Nein) and was (according to my gf's supermarket rags) meant to be getting engaged to Russell Crowe.