So we (Pocket Rocket) are rehearsing tomorrow night. Last week's rehearsal was cancelled at the eleventh hour due to bad memory and imminent child-birth, thereby incurring the full cancellation fee. Painful. In a different way to child birth, I'm sure. I got together with Lex (our guitarist) at his flat that night though, and had a jam, during which we set straight a couple of instrumental breaks.
Mike is due to become a father for the second time in the next few days so it is highly unlikely that he will be present at rehearsal tomorrow night either. He and his wife are giving their daughter Yasmin a brother.
Still, we three remaining, need to play. We need to run through the set 'cos we have a gig on the May bank holiday in a marquee at a 21st birthday party-slash-mini-rock-festival, somewhere in the sticks. We'll be the old boys on the bill and we need to show the kids. Show them where you end up if you don't make the big time. Show them what it's like to play out of a place less accessible than the where-are-they-now file: the who-the-fuck-are-these-old-boys-file. I'm joking, of course.
I expect the younger bands will be pretty good, too. A couple of them are apparently on the up and up. One is called the O Children, or something?
Oh, those heady days...
4 comments:
That sounds like a lot of fun. It's the sort of gig that Magic Ship should be playing.
Glad to hear it's all going so well with RTYD. WHat you doing Friday night? Want to meet the Losers? They're playing a gig in Barnes. Cost yer a fiver mind.
That sounds like a lot of fun. It's the sort of gig that Magic Ship should be playing.
Glad to hear it's all going so well with RTYD. WHat you doing Friday night? Want to meet the Losers? They're playing a gig in Barnes. Cost yer a fiver mind.
Toby old mate. Get rid of that fooking word verification and maybe open up the user name and URL section to make it easier for people to post - once.
Looks like it.
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