Amazing gig on Saturday!

My first gig at a stadium. Not quite what you think, but a private function raising money for Cancer Research.

The crowd was great, and boy did they dance!

And thus, that was the weekend… Part one.

You know every so often you get a few days when you wonder how the hell you survived it? Well this was that weekend.

I can’t complain… It was all very much self inflicted by my being in three bands. Two of those bands had activity this weekend.

Friday

A full-ish day of work, follower by a gig in Sheffield. I picked up Odette at 7 and we proceeded to the venue to see John Hackett and Nick Fletcher play a classical concert. Not usually my thing, but I fancied a change.

At £10 I thought it was great value, so I paid, and because we were so close to the start arriving we took our seats at the back of a rather full room for what was to be 2 hours of beautiful music.

John was superb on flute as always, and Nick Fletcher’s acoustic guitar was beautiful and so skillfully played.

We were treated to a selection of Baroque, Classical and Modern songs, many of which I knew, although I was introduced to a few pieces.

After the gig I briefly talked with John, but we couldn’t hang around for very long because of the impending following day praying on my mind.

Saturday

The second big day. A gig, but first, a shipping trip. Hannah’s Christmas and birthday present – a new tent with blow up poles. She’s been wanting one for ages! Not cheap, but apparently it’s a one man build.

After getting the tent we went to mum’s for a bit, before I headed home and gathered myself and my things ready for the first FTM gig in 6 weeks.

When we quit our previous agent he hadn’t exactly filled our diary for a few months. We’re now in the lull between his work ending and our new work starting.

Today, was Pennywell Comrades Club. A far flung gig – 120 miles away. A long way to go, but a fantastic place to play.

Arriving just before 6, we were set up and soundchecked before 7.

The stage looked nice…

As did we!

The gig itself was absolutely superb. Really well played. A great responsive crowd, and loads of dancers.

The second set finished at about quarter past eleven and we packed down and loaded out. Home time was 2:30am.

Gig night

Last night’s private party was a rather good gig.

Ok, so the room was bijou – and as a result the stage area was very limited, but we managed to load in and set up in less than an hour, with a little more time to run through some of the newer tracks.

For the first set I wore the light teal suit… And even though I threatened to wear the PVC suit for the second set, I decided against it just because I thought the atmosphere wasn’t quite right.

It was, however, not an amazing hotel. It felt run down and slightly sad. The carpets and furnishings were worn and the bar was poorly stocked and under staffed. Looking at the Google reviews it seems I’m not the only one with this opinion.

Backstage was a cupboard by the way, although being a hotel I don’t expect anything more.

Double gigger

Friday and Saturday was a double gigger. It’s a while since we’ve done one of those.

Friday was a private function in Hessle… A wedding.

Saturday was a typical club gig, although this club was rather good. A nice easy load, great staff, nice and clean, and a half decent chippy across the road.

It even had a church next door judging by the half deflated balloon found in a puddle.