Thursday, 29 May 2014
Well me and the L.S.O.P. made it to the gig, absolutely brilliant. When they came on nobody had a clue, we thought they were the roadies setting up the kit, they looked like people who wanted to be in the John Spencer Blues Explosion, and then, WHALLOP!!!!!, ten minutes in, 6 songs down, and thats the rate they played at for the whole gig, between songs Mr Spencer would shout out songs to Russell Simins, (drums), and Judah Bauer, (guitar), and off they'd go again, slick and loud, with Mr Spencer interspersing his songs with leaps and scissor kicks aplenty. After the encore Mr Spencer disappeared, Mr Simins cooled down and shuffled off to stand in the foyer and drink a lot of water, and Mr Bauer, (who'd been looking cool, aloof and disinterested throughout the gig), was high fiving and shaking the hand of anyone and everyone in the audience, I shook his hand, the hand of Judah Bauer, what a night. And they had an illuminated theremin.
Thursday, 15 May 2014
Tuesday, 13 May 2014
Sunday, 4 May 2014
Whilst pottering around the pits at Red Marley, I came across NUMBER 12, as if classic hillclimbing isn't mad enough, they do it on a classic harley with a suicide shift, (correct me if I'm wrong), because everyone knows you don't need both hands on the bars to get to the top!! The faint whiff of something "herbal" in the air may have explained the reasoning behind it, I'm just glad they brought it along and had a go at the hill.
Nothing the delicate application of a hammer won't straighten.