What with Jock off filming School of Rock II: Revenge of the Picks; we had to kindly ask our dearest friend Chaz to stand in for him! What with the height difference and different beardage we figured people would notice the difference, but what the hell!!
We blasted into action with Paranoid! What a way to start the gig. We rocked, but perhaps too hard! It was absolutely boiling!!! The sweat poured off us like a rapist in a police line up!
Andy’s brains were flying around in his helmet trying to break free. He’s just learnt “Hate to say I told you so” and was holding back sneezing for fear of losing it all out his nose... You see, sneezing is the easiest way for a drummer to forget stuff, so we get quite worried when ours learns new material and then starts snuffling!
We wrapped up the first set quite nicely with people giving the usual head bobs, foot tapping and moo moo’s jiggling all about!!
After the short break, we kicked off again with our punk numbers and proceeded to blast through them like Beanz through a mixed grill kebab! We stormed the place moving onto our dancing numbers. People were boogying on down to “I like to boogie” and “crazy little thing called love”
Now literally losing weight from sweating in the unbearable heat, we thought that surely the crowd would have had enough by the time we reached our final number....we were wrong...
We pulled “Born to Be wild” off with our usual style and flare and loved every minute of it, as did the crowd.
We finished and joined the crowd for a quick dance before legging it outside to cool down. It was just aswell. Andy’s turbo kicked in and we needed to cool him down before he spontaneously combusted.
After we packed up, we said thanks to Margret and made our way home. We left the drum-kit there as Andy was playing with the Late Slack Harry. RIP Guys, you were good......but we’re better!
Big thanks go to Margret, we love that place and hope we can always come back to play! Thanks for letting us play! Thanks to Wayne for playing with the sound. You’ll get there one day son, there’s something there just keep working at it.
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