Another gig weekend.

A very strange weekend.

Friday night was a late one for me. Hannah was in Bridlington and I was called out. A great but busy finish to a hectic week.


Saturday was somewhat of an unusual day. A weather bomb was set to hit us from about 2pm, and sure enough it did. Rarely for this country we were forecast freezing rain and snow. We went to see mum. Her dogs are bonkers!

I had to go shopping for groceries before the weather bomb hit, and as I was on the way home it stated to drizzle. The roads became very slippery really quickly.

Thank God I got these…

Luckily we didn’t have to go anywhere else – although I had contemplated Asylum (our local fetish venue and a bit of a haunt for me), but the weather put me off. In the end I watched Krampus (great Christmas horror) and had an early night.


Sunday, Unusually, was gig day. It’s very rare we gig on a Sunday with the covers band. This week’s club was local to me (Firth Park).

Not a great load – upstairs – although there was a small lift. It helped a lot, but it could only take one speaker cabinet at a time so the load in and out took a long time but wasn’t too tiring.

We set up in plenty of time to rehearse the new song (Pink). We did it so quickly we actually managed to put it in as an encore!

The bad thing about Sunday gigs though is that all the members of the band appeared to be loaded up with sprouts. It was very windy backstage!

To wrap up a long evening, I arrived home at 1am to find a dickhead had parked overlapping our driveway by a good 18″. I consider myself to be quite good at reversing and I struggled with this one.

An 80th Birthday

It might seem unusual to have a rock/pop band for an 80th Birthday, but the birthday boy has followed us for a number of years now so it seemed apt.

The hotel it was held at was a great place. Top end of Heckmondwike; a place called Healds Hall.

It was an early start as we had to be set up by 6. The load in was quite easy although I think the staff were very surprised when we kept loading more and more boxes into the place though.

Setup went well. It was the first full length gig for a while so we ran through a few of the songs we’d not played to just brush them up. Strangely, the last few gigs had all been around an hour performance time. We had to be silent at 6:45 as the special guest was arriving for a “meal in the restaurant” but he was then told the restaurant was very busy so they were in the back room…


The first set was a blue suit set. It felt a little tight on me and even though the scales show my weight hasn’t changed I need to keep an eye on that. It could be that my newest jeans all have stretch in them and I’m not used to a rigid waistband? After all the waistcoat and shirt felt fine.

In-between we had food. That, for me, wasn’t great. No detriment to the food, but as a vegetarian any mention of buffet or hot buffet fills me with dread. If it isn’t the mixed sandwiches cross contamination hell, or the “has it got meat in it” roulette with quiche, it’s the hot buffet “that’s your entire vegetarian choice” which contained aubergine. I don’t like aubergine.

The chips were nice though.

For the second set, after much threatening and teasing I wore the PVC suit. Dennis had been searching for one for himself and like many others who weren’t quick enough when I told them about it, he’d missed the boat. He then ribbed me about it onstage… Twat.

I combined with with the new shirt I got from River Island.

I looked good. Kinky good.

Sadly that’s where the good ends, as I’ll never wear that suit onstage with Face the Music again. 45 minutes in a plastic sauna suit under hot lights… Nope nope nope nope nope.

I suppose the one amusing thing was the stereotyping thing… Apparently shiny suits like that are usually worn by gay men.

Yeah whatever…

I’ve got thick skin. I don’t actually give a toss.

So, back to normality for a few weeks. And next time it’ll be back to normal jeans for the second set.

One Mole for the Road

Yesterday was a day of celebration of the life of Adrian Price (Mole); drummer with Kingfisher Blue ; who sadly left us suddenly in January.

Ethryll had been invited to play as we are a fellow band in the same scene as Kingfisher Blue and have performed many gigs with the guys.

The gig was held in a small marquee at The Brothers Arms in Heeley, Sheffield. A pub with a beer garden featuring magnificent views over the valley. Such a poignant location as it was also Mole’s local.

It was a stunning gig and was also the first full 5 piece Ethryll gig with all the band together including new guitarist Jake.

It was also a perfect day to play our song Burning Blue which is about a perfect Summer day. As the festival continued we were treated to a magnificent sunset.

Quite a few pictures were taken – the gallery is below.

I suspect more photos will come in over the next few days so keep checking back!

Leather to a wedding?

I was asked a few days ago if, should the right time and place arise, would I wear leather to a wedding?

Well I can tell you, it’s arisen thrice already! Well twice… The third involved latex!

Both events were in 2009, the first I wore leather jeans with a leather jacket…

Adam, a friend, was fascinated…

The second was a wedding up in the Northeast. This time it was rather nice pleated front leather trousers and a waistcoat… No jacket though.

I also had my sunset coloured Mohican at the time. Nobody messes with you when you’re over 6′ and have a Mohican!

The third event was in 2015… This the the latex jeans came out. Andy thought they were… Strange. But then I’m strange, so nothing new there.

So in answer to the question, of course I’d wear leather to a wedding… Or latex.

Perhaps next time I wear leather to a wedding I’ll go for a three piece… Hmm…

New Haul!

Sadly, the closure of Maplins has left me somewhat sad, however, I did visit the Sheffield Central branch just before it closed and procure a load of ex display and reduced stuff.

This little rehearsal PA will be great for smaller pub gigs as well – it’s only 140 watts but actually sounds pretty good even when cranked to a decent volume. It’s a shame that, even though it looks it, it’s not actually stereo – speakers A and B are just the same blended mono channel. It’s also got absolutely no monitoring facility or auxilliary, but it does have a rather decent reverb engine built in which doesn’t sound too “pubby”. It even takes an MP3 USB stick and comes with a remote.

The other thing I got was a UHF radio mike system. Again, same make, so not exactly Shure SM58 quality, but decent enough for the folk band to use should we need to.

Why I wear leather

Following on from one of my online friends, Rock in Rubber I thought I’d do a little about my leather wearing history (nothing about latex yet… But keep following me and we’ll get to that).

All though my childhood I’d always liked the look of leather. My school disco era was a time when the New Romantics were around and I used to see bands like Duran Duran, Aha, Spandau Ballet, Depeche Mode all wearing leather in various guises. I had jackets and coats in the 80’s but always wanted a pair of trousers!

I started work, started earning my own money, but I’d never really known where to buy leather trousers from – for men anyway.

It wasn’t until the mid 90’s when I was at Laser Quest when a guy was in a game with me. He had leather jeans and leather “denim style” jacket on. I couldn’t believe it! I though leather was a thing of the past…

I must have sounded really creepy but I asked him where he got them from. It turned out they were from a local large shopping centre, and the shop was open until 10 o’clock!

I went straight down there, found the shop (Street Leathers) and found the leather trousers in question! I tried them on. The fit was amazing! I bought them there and then… and later realised I’d paid almost £100 over the odds – but I had leather trousers.

I sneaked them into the house (I still lived with my parents at the time) and didn’t wear them out for a few months… They stayed hidden away!

My first outing in them was to an open university summer school. I took them with me and when I was there, on neutral territory, I wore them out to the student union bar one night. They felt amazing and I felt good. I was hooked!

A couple of years later (1998) my life changed very markedly, and leather transitioned itself into my wardrobe on a regular basis.

I’d always liked rock and metal music, hence the name of my site! But I’d only dabbled in my instrument – Bass Guitar. I had spent a couple of years in a pop band (as was the scene at the time), but when that split up in 1998, my musical interests turned elsewhere.

I was also at that time aiming to get my motorbike licence as I had plans to bike to Cornwall for the total solar eclipse in 1999.

Late 1998 came, and I was called out of the blue by the drummer of a rock band. I was auditioned, got the job, and I started gigging not long after. It was an excuse to buy and own more leather!

1999 came. I passed my bike test on a cold January afternoon, and my leather owning and wearing went into overdrive!

My CB600F Hornet. My summer biking gear usually consisted of jeans and a paddock jacket.

My leather jeans transitioned from stage wear, to regular clothes. I was wearing them out and about, and people became used to me in various amounts of leather.

It was shortly after this when I first met my future wife to be… But that’s a whole different story of fights, swords, and archery.

Anyhow, here’s some of the first photos of me in full leather – I had much longer hair back then…

My Honda CB600F Hornet and my usual leathers. They are black and very well waxed as I wore them through the winter biking season.

I still wear leather to this day. There’s something ego boosting for me about wearing it, whether it’s just a basic pair of jeans or a full three piece suit. I also transitioned into latex and PVC but the basic leathers are what still come out on a weekend when I go out shopping, or even on nights out!

Modern day. I’ll often wear leather jeans with an Oxford shirt.

Great photo!

My band was out last weekend playing at a function. The photographer took this. It’s hard to believe I’ve had that bass for 18 years now!