March Gigs

March 9, 2015

Already we’re into month 3 of 2015, so here’s what we’ve got coming up this month:

Saturday 14 – The Beeches, Bayston Hill, 9:00PM

Sunday 15 – The Telegraph, Castlefields, Shrewsbury (time TBC – normally around 4PM)

Thurs 19 – Private Function

Friday 20 – The Old Post Office, Shrewsbury, 9:00PM

Saturday 21 – Forton Cricket Club, 9:00 *SOLD OUT*

Coming up later this year:

May 8, 9 10 We return to the Sussex coast – Peacehaven and Worthing

July 12 The Swan Beer Festival, Stone, Staffs

July 31 Clivestock Festival

Aug 7 Borth Carnival

Aug 16 Farmer Phil’s Festival

Sep 2, 3, 4 The Great Dorset Steam Fair

Watch here and on Facebook for more news.

Wellies Ahoy!

September 5, 2014

Last week saw our return to the Great Dorset Steam Fair. What a change from Last year!

12 months ago we were sat in a field of dust, the sun blazed down and we started off to an “intimate” audience for our first performance. This year, however, things were completely different…

Day 1, Wednesday – Arrival.

We met with our entourage at Ed’s home in Newport. Ed wasn’t with us (he followed on later), but Paul and Si took his wife, the lovely Andrea, in the van with them. Following behind were Matt (our pet photographer) and his young lady Nichola. We left shortly after midday and had a good trip down. We knew that the weather wasn’t due to be as good as last year, but weren’t quite prepared for what we met on our arrival. Last year we’d heard rumours of the previous year’s mudbath and it seemed we were to encounter it for ourselves. We got in through the gate in no time, our passes all ready for us, and joined the queue getting from the gates to the campsite. This part of the journey was about 150 yards in total but took us about 45 minutes as vehicles slipped and slid in front of us. To give you an idea, this photo was taken at the halfway point between the gate and the campsite entrance – once through the hedge we travelled about the same distance again before turning left and finding a site to erect our tents:

Mud!

Mud!

Paul and Si hadn’t brought wellies…

We got the tents up and sat down to relax with a beer before Ed arrived, having taken about an hour for this same last part of the journey. Once we were all settled in we went for a walk round the site, discovering that wellies were essential (the liquid mud being up to 6 or 8 inched deep in places) and walking was extremely hard work! Whilst walking through the fairground, Matt decided to treat Nichola to a turn on one of the rides. They paid their money and made their way up to get seated. After a few moments of clanking, Matt moved to a different seat where the person running the ride attempted to lock the brace in place to keep Matt in his seat. After several more minutes with no success, they had to leave the ride – it seems that Matt was too “Broad shouldered” to fit safely!

Mud

Mud

It had rained fairly consistently all day, but the evening got so bad that the last act on the main stage, an Oasis tribute called Definitely Mightbe, had to be cancelled due to safety reasons. We retired to our tents for a night’s rest ahead of our first set.

Day 2, Thursday – The Shires Arms.

Today’s set was 9:00PM, timed to coincide with The Wurzels’ appearance on the main stage – they didn’t stand a chance!

We spent the day wandering round the site, looking at the various exhibits before keyboardist Simon Carswell arrived. He set up his tent and we bundled into the van to get to the venue. The journey took us back along the road past the entrance, so we knew the van wouldn’t enjoy it, although we did get there in a respectable time. Last year’s performance here was the best attended of the week and we had a similar number in tonight. The gig went well with the audience getting involved right from the start. Towards the end of the gig we decided to drown Scruffy with our performance of Irish Rover. As the boat sank, Si went out front to spin around. The ground was far better in the marquee than outside as it had been protected from most of the rain over the last few days, but there were a few ruts, and Si found one of them, his ankle twisting as he spun. The rest of the gig went by in a blur of adrenaline, but the pain set in during the night. Another victory for injury over Lost The Plot!

Tambourine

Tambourine

Day 3, Friday – The Black Bull.

Nurofen and a morning’s rest reduced the pain in Si’s ankle before Ed left us to perform with The Unlawful Men at The Countryman Stage. By this point we’d been joined by Ant (bodhran player for Ed’s folk outfit) and his lady friend, Becky. Ed tells us that the Unlawful Men gig was well attended and received, but a strong wind made it a little awkward.

While they performed, Paul and Si set off for the Black Bull for gig 2. We were joined by Ed and Si Carswell and went for it. Another success, this gig went as well as yesterday’s, although Si’s attempt at a conga failed in the most drastic way as he walked around the tent alone, people watching but refusing to get involved. The set finished at about 5:30, leaving us the evening to see a few other bands and take on some nourishment in the beer tents.

Beyond a couple of short showers, it hadn’t really rained today and, surprisingly, the ground was firming up quite well.

Not sure what noise that was...

Not sure what noise that was…

Day 4, Saturday – The Black Bull.

We started the day the same as we had the previous couple of mornings – emerging from our tents at various times, blinking into the bright new day, wondering whether the rain would hold off and taking on board breakfast. After our fill we split up, with Ed, Andrea and Si going off to watch the Monster Trucks and Motorcycle Stunt Team before returning and heading off for the 3rd and final Lost The Plot set of the week.

Flying Bikes

Flying Bikes

This time the conga went as well as yesterday’s had gone badly, people getting involved straight away. The Black Bull was full and the set went past in a blur.

Again, we finished and set off for an evening of bands, beer and curry. There’s a huge variation in music styles at the Fair, so there’s something for everyone (and too many to mention) and the range and quality of food is also astounding. We finished off the week by watching a Queen tribute act before disappearing into our respective pits for the last time.

Pals

Pals

Day 5, Sunday – Going Home.

Sunday morning saw the first time that people were forcibly ejected from their tents, woken unexpectedly, and generally pranked – the hard work had finished and we could get silly. Matt and Nichola woke to discover a huge pile of camping chairs atop the entrance to their tent, placed there by a mystery assailant, and Paul discovered a road cone on top of his van.

Tent

Tent

Breakfast eaten, we dismantled our tents and loaded the vehicles for the journey home.

That’s the Great Dorset Steam Fair finished for another year. We hope to be back again next year if they’ll have us, but we’d just like to thank Ryan and Lisa of Festivals 360 for inviting us and producing such a great music festival among the huge Steam Fair itself.

Now, to recover…

The Crowd

The Crowd

Want to throw some ducks? Here’s where we’ll be in the next month.

The Great Dorset Steam Fair 2014

The Great Dorset Steam Fair 2014

Thursday 28-Saturday 30 August – The Great Dorset Steam Fair – www.gdsf.co.uk/index.php/music-festival

Friday 5 September – Molloy’s, Bury.

Saturday 6 September – The Beeches, Bayston Hill

Friday 19 September – The Barley, Newport

Saturday 20 September – The Malthouse, Ironbridge

Friday 26 September – The Kings Arms, Tipton.

You can find the locations of all these venues and more at www.losttheplotband.co.uk/gigs

Drummer Down. Again!

August 14, 2014

What a weekend! We may have killed our drummer, but that’s a small price to pay for such a great time.

Dead Drummer

Dead Drummer

On Friday Simon and Paul drove down to Borth independently of Ed, who followed down after work to meet us at the Brynrodyn Caravan Park. We were able to get everything set up so that when Ed arrived all he had to do was plug in and go. To improve the situation even further we had long time collaborator Den York adding electric guitar and banjo again, with his wife Jood providing sound engineering duties.

This was possibly the best audience we’ve had at Brynrodyn and, to top it all off, the mid set game of bingo was won by Simon. Thankfully, the duck throwing was all completed in the first set, otherwise things could have got violent!

Ed

Ed

The start of the decline of the drummer’s health started here. The plan was to stay in one of the site’s caravans, but Den and Jood insisted on putting us up. It never ends well when we do this. After deciding to pack up on Saturday morning, we left for their home and gave several beers and wines a good home before calling it a night just before dawn.

We didn’t manage to pack up the next morning. It was closer to a late lunchtime before we dragged ourselves back to tidy up, by which time Saturday night’s entertainment had already been turned away to return later… Oops.

A fine full English breakfast at 5:00PM and we were ready for Rummers. By the time the 10:00 start came round, lethargy was starting to creep in, although it’s impossible for it to hang round once the adrenaline kicks in at this great venue. Despite the local students having left Aber for the summer, the crowd was full and in good song and wouldn’t let us off without an encore or two.

Jake

Jake

And so back to Den and Jood’s again. It’ll just be a short time drinking and chatting as we have to travel in the morning.

Just pre-dawn we head for bed. Well, most of us. Paul and Den persevered a little longer. The damage became apparent as we climbed into our vehicles the next day.

“Si, I think you need to drive,” said a very green looking Paul. Alternately sleeping and polluting the van, Paul’s situation didn’t improve before we arrived at Oddfellows in Wellington. Sam’s left The Wrekin and taken over a new pub, so one of our favourites has changed… And it seems to be a good change. The room is smaller, but lighter and better decorated. It’s a smart pub and the staff and clientele have all come over.

The Band

The Band

Ed decided that the best thing to do was get the faster songs out of the way first, to get Paul’s blood pumping. It may have got his blood pumping, we’re not sure, but it did get his mouth working, as he used words that we really shouldn’t use near a live mic. Still, a new skiffle style medley in place of Puttin’ On The Style gave Paul a chance to batter Si over the head and cheer himself up. By the end of a very successful gig, he was nearly human again.

And that’s it until holiday season is over. We’re now scattered to the four winds until the end of August when we return to the Great Dorset Steam Fair. Last year we promised regular updates on Twitter and Facebook. This year we know better. Even if we were sober enough to type, there is no signal.

Details of the festival can be found by clicking the banner below:

The Great Dorset Steam Fair 2014

The Great Dorset Steam Fair 2014

We’ll see you in September if you can’t make it to the deep south.

May 2014

June 3, 2014

Lost The Plot, by Ed

Lost The Plot, by Ed

It’s been busy again, so time for a quick round up of the last few gigs.

On Friday 9th we were back to The Malthouse in Ironbridge. As usual, a great crowd with plenty of dancing and duck throwing. The Malthouse has become one of our most consistent venues with a good, responsive, crowd and fabulous, friendly staff (free beer next time guys?!). A couple of friends, Alex and Jason, turned up for the second half. During an ABBA rendition later in the set, Si took a wander to discover that Jason had lost control of his bladder all over the floor. Check out Si’s reaction at 2:40 in the video below.

Ed got into an interesting discussion with a member of the audience after the gig. She commented to him how much she had enjoyed the gig, but felt the humour was unnecessary, preferring the second set where we pretty much just focussed on songs that would keep people up dancing. Whilst hers is a perfectly valid point of view (and one we explored on Sunday – see below), Ed explained that if we cut the humour (hats, toys, hitting each other, etc) we’d be no different to any other pub band on the circuit. In fact, there are a number of songs that we feel would be almost impossible to pull off without the audience realising that our tongues are firmly placed in our cheeks. You can only go so far down the cheese route as a ‘serious’ band before people give up on you. By introducing the humour early, the audience are ready for whatever we decide to throw at them (metaphorically, as well as physically).

Stupid

Stupid

We left The Malthouse much as we found it, but with more empty glasses and bottles and went our separate ways until the next day, when we headed back to Tipton, to The Kings Arms for our second visit. Our last visit was to a quiet audience – we weren’t sure whether it was working until we finished, when everyone we spoke to assured us we were amongst the best bands they had seen there (we can only assume we were the first they had playing there!). We were ready for a quiet reaction this time, but were pleasantly surprised as the crowd started singing and dancing like the Malthouse had the previous night. A group of women who had seen us on our previous visit sat alongside us, snatching Paul’s hats throughout the gig. Ultimately one left with his favourite hat – Paul has been in a daze ever since.

Paul's Workspace

Paul in a daze

On Sunday we headed into Shrewsbury for The Telegraph. We’ve lost count of the times we’ve played here and we’ve never had a duff gig yet. So, following Ed’s conversation on Friday, we decided to tempt fate.

As our set has developed over the last 27 months, the amount of ‘peripherals’ has increased. Soft toys, hats, ducks, etc. What if…

What if we played with none of the rubbish, none of the toys, hats, ducks, etc.? No crutch, just the music. We ran the risk of regular punters being disappointed, but it would prove whether or not we could do it. So we went for it.

To be honest, the first half a dozen songs saw little more then a polite ripple of applause, mind you it can sometimes go that way on a Sunday afternoon. Before long, however, we hit our stride and forgot the hats and the crowd came along with us. The pub’s ever generous landlord, Alan, tells us it was one of the best gigs we’ve played there. We’re not sure, but we’ll certainly take the compliment.

The following Thursday was a return to Harper Adams University for a private party. In an almost unprecedented move for us we spent our time between soundcheck and gig working out a set list. Some took it more seriously than others and, in the process got quite grumpy…

Harper gigs are always raucous affairs and this was no different, with beer and vomit flying.

On Friday 16th it was the turn of The Old Post Office. What can we say that we haven’t already said about this place? The audience are great, the staff are great, the beer is great and we bring it all down.

Saturday was time for our first festival appearance of the year at Glenstock in Leicestershire, for Festivals 360 (who run the music for the Dorset Steam Fair). As this was only a 60 minute set we, again, turned to a set list for the gig, honing it in the van before hitting the audience with it. The sun was dropping as we played and the lights and smoke helped us create a great atmosphere. More of these please!

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Our final gig of May was on the following Wednesday at The Swan Inn in Stone. Normally a quiet night, there was a great audience in this time and they helped us by cheering anyone entering the pub and booing anyone who left. At one point two guys walked in to a cheer, looked at us in our silly hats, had a quick discussion and walked straight back out to a loud BOOO! 20 seconds later they returned to a huge cheer and stayed for the rest of the evening.

May also saw the release of Ed’s debut Unlawful Men CD, Rope Or A Ladder, a folk odyssey. Jam packed with folk songs, it’s Ed returning to his roots (and includes guest drunk vocals from Paul Crewe). If you want to buy a copy (the first run is almost sold out, so get in quick – only 2 of the original 3 are left unsold), drop us a line at edcase@losttheplotband.co.uk or come and see us at a gig. You can get more info at www.edconwayandtheunlawfulmen.co.uk and listen to some of the tracks on Soundcloud – here’s Ed’s own composition, White Horse:

If you’re not all folked out, you could also get along to see them in a rare live appearance on July 19th at The Wheatsheaf Inn in Chetwynd Aston with Paul and Adelle Parker. Go on, treat yourself. Tel;l them I sent you.

And that was that. May was finished. Half term saw the band go their separate ways for family holidays to return, relaxed, for the upcoming trip to Sussex, where Ed and Paul will learn what a proper accent is all about.

GlenstockGlenstock a success

Lost The Plot Return To The Great Dorset Steam Fair

Lost The Plot Return To The Great Dorset Steam Fair

The big news this week is that we have been asked to return to The Great Dorset Steam Fair at the end of August.

We had a great time there last year before running away to play in Borth, but this time we’ve made sure we don’t have to disappear anywhere, so we’re ready to party.

All details are available at the Great Dorset Steam Fair website including tickets, camping etc.

The other big news is that, ahead of the Dorset trip, we’re heading to Simon’s hometown of Worthing, West Sussex for a couple of gigs. After two years of Plotting, we felt it was about time to show this sleepy seaside town what entertainment is all about.

For those of you in Worthing reading this, Simon grew up in the town, playing with such bands as Bad Girl City and Dirty Shoes before heading north to seek fame and fortune. He failed and ended up in a band where rubber ducks are used to injure the band on a nightly basis.

On Saturday 14 June we’ll be at The Smugglers Return in Ham Road, then on Sunday afternoon we’ll be in the town centre’s Rose & Crown, Montague Street.

Worthing

Worthing

Worthing hasn’t seen anything like this. In years to come, you could be telling your grandchildren you were there when LTP hit the south coast for the first time.

Or not.

Probably not really.

In other band news, Ed is currently working on a solo project. Several decades in the making, this is Ed’s Folk odyssey. He’s been writing various tunes over the last 73 years and finally has enough to put together an album. It’s being recorded at a secret location in Wales with help from old friend Den York and should be ready for release at some point this decade – watch this space for more info as it comes in.

As a prelude to this, Ed played a small folk gig last Friday at the Unicorn Folk Club. Our pet photographer, Matthew Thomas, has sent us this review of the evening as he attended along with Paul:

Friday evening and Dave and Paul travelled to The Bradford Arms to attend an evening at the Unicorn Folk Club. The evening was a charity event for Alzheimer’s research.

It was a very different yet interesting evening at the club. The room was full and very hot! We enjoyed some brilliant folk music and tales along with some real ale served in the countryside pub with Ed Conway playing the final slot.

Ed played alongside his ‘Unlawful Men’ – Jon Thompson on bass, Ben Moorhouse on mandolin and Anthony Kitchen on the bodhran.

The band played a fantastic 45 minute set. The effort the band had put in over the past few months was clear, and that was just on the uniform (black tie, white shirt) The songs were tight with only one minor problem with a bass lead we wont talk about.

Until the gig I had only heard one of the songs the band played, ‘Mary And The Soldier.’ Eds version was a lot more upbeat and all of the songs appeared to have a new twist. The set was very impressive and well thought out. After they had finished playing I heard nothing but positive comments from the audience all saying how brilliant it was and they were all pleased to see Ed performing at the club after a 2 year gap.

Fantastic evening…Even if paul was bladdered.

We can neither confirm nor deny the allegation of Paul being a little under the weather.

Making the most of the weekend off, Si visited The Malthouse to see Microbaby play. The gig was great, but what really made it was the fact that, upon reaching the bar to order drinks, Si was given a rubber duck by the barman. How often can you walk into a pub and be given a rubber duck without people raising eyebrows? The duck was later used for its intended purpose and thrown at Microbaby’s drummer, Steve Eastment. After bouncing off his snare drum it promptly disappeared. Steve needs to work on being hit by ducks.

See you soon.

The Great Dorset Steam Fair 2014

The Great Dorset Steam Fair 2014

October 2014

November 4, 2013

October was a hectic month, so apologies for not getting any updates online. We’ll do a quick roundup here.

The first gig of the month was at regular venue, The Malthouse in Ironbridge. The setup has changed somewhat with a stage area now halfway down one wall, putting the band pretty much in the middle of the pub,m rather than at one end. As a result the sound was far improved and crowd interaction was far easier. We’ve enjoyed ourselves every time we’ve visited the Malthouse, but this has to be our favourite gig there so far.

Devastation at The Malthouse!

Devastation at The Malthouse!

On Saturday things went a little awry. Whilst preparing to leave home for the first gig at The Bridge Inn in Trench, WeeMann took a call from his Mother-In-Law’s to say his son had brought his career as a stuntman to a premature end by falling backwards off a trampoline and breaking his arm. Edcase & Clatter carried on to the pub with the idea of WeeMann catching up later. As it turned out, due to surgery, he couldn’t get away from the hospital until late, joining the guys for the last 4 or 5 songs of the evening. This notwithstanding, the band seemed to go down well and should be back next year.

Sunday’s gig at the Stone Food Festival was similarly marred, although this time Den York was able to join the band as a stand in bass player. The gig was a riot, although a drink left on the sub decided to take a tumble, fusing the electrics a few songs into the set. This was soon remedied and normal service was resumed in time for Clatter to assault a police officer in the name of entertainment. His case is due to be heard in the New Year.

Stone Food Festival

Stone Food Festival

The following week WeeMann was back in place as we took a journey back up to Scotland. Edcase was already on site due to work, so we all met at the venue for Friday’s gig at Legends, Dundee. This was followed by a stellar gig on Saturday at a new venue for us, The Millgate in Arbroath. We didn’t feel many more could have got in to the pub, but we are assured by locals that it could have been even busier! Sunday saw our return to an old favourite, The Chapter & Verse in Forfar. For thoise of you interested in what the pub looks like, you can now have a virtual walk around the Chapter & Verse on Google Maps. You may recognise one of the punters, despite his blurry face, although if you come to our gigs regularly you may only see him as a blur anyway. I’m not convinced any regular followers ever see us sober.

The next two Fridays saw us at a couple of small pubs in Shrewsbury – the Boars Head in Belle Vue and The Wheatsheaf in Frankwell. The Wheatsheaf gig in particular was notable for including a group of people who last saw us at the Great Dorset Steam Fair in August.

This last Friday Clatter was unavailable to play, but we were asked if we’d play for Halloween at Molloy’s in Bury, so Edcase & WeeMann played as a duo. The show has a slightly different feel as a duo, but it was good to see people up and dancing despite the lack of drums and we’re back there in a couple of weeks back up to full strength.

This week we’ll be playing at The Old Post Office in Shrewsbury on Friday, The Admiral Duncan in Baschurch on Sunday, then The Wrekin in Wellington on Sunday. Click the links to be taken to the relevant Facebook Events and sign up.

The following weekend we have something special for you. Our friend, Gav Hedge from Forfar, is journeying south to play a series of gigs in the area. Please check out our Facebook page for details and come along and see him. He’s a great entertainer who uses an acoustic guitar and a looping pedal to build up great backing tracks. There may be a guest appearance or two as well.

See you at a gig soon.

Another One Bites The Dust

September 5, 2013

Dust, dust everywhere…

At least it wasn’t wet and muddy for our trip to Dorset. Last year was, by all accounts, welly weather and not much fun, but the sun shone for The Great Dorset Steam Fair 2013.

We arrived on Tuesday and Wednesday ahead of the first of three sets for the festival. After setting up our tents we sorted ourselves out for the trip to the first venue. The organisation, it turned out, was excellent – the music festival organisers, Festivals 360, laid on a transit to take us and our gear right to the backstage area. All we had to do was make sure we were ready. Once the previous band had cleared the stage we were on.

You Shook Me

On Wednesday and Thursday we were playing in the Black Bull, a beer tent large enough to hold about 3-400 hundred people. On Wednesday it didn’t hold quite that many people. At any other venue we’ve played, the audience would probably have been considered fairly sizable, but sadly it seemed that there weren’t enough music fans at the fair yet. Or the music fans had heard of us…!

Still, things picked up as we got closer to the weekend. Thursday was a much better gig, with probably a good couple of hundred people watching us. On both these evenings the sound was organised by Jack, an excellent sound engineer who, fortunately, seemed to understand us from the start. By Thursday he was throwing ducks at us like an old pro.

Day Two

Day Two

Friday, however, was the best of the three. A move over to the Shire Arms tent, just alongside the arena where the monster trucks and stunt bikes were performing, saw a much more enthusiastic audience. For the first set we estimated about 200 people, but this soon ramped up as we hit the deck running in the second set. By the time we’d put in a spirited performance of 500 Miles, the crowd had grown and was jumping. Zack, a colleague of Jack’s, was on sound duties this evening, and had been warned about the ducks, so he jumped in with little encouragement.

We finished the set and wandered off to the backstage area with the crowd shouting for more. Sadly, timings were critical, so we couldn’t go back on, so Paul jumped up onto the stage to say thanks and explain that the next band needed to get on. This was met with loud boos and more cries of “More!!!” Paul came back and we gave it a minute or two before going back up to pack up our gear. A huge cheer went up…

We don’t like having to disappoint, but it is, let’s face it, our stock in trade!

Day Three

Day Three

We left on Saturday morning for a long trip to Borth on the Welsh coast to play for a second time at The Victoria Inn. The journey took us about 6 3/4 hours and we were exhausted by the time we arrived, but after some flatbreads and nachos (wonderful!) we were ready and, as previously, we were joined by Den York on electric guitar and banjo. A far smaller venue than we had grown used to over the previous few days, but as enthusiastic a crowd as we had had the pleasure to entertain.

This week we’re back off up to Bury and Molloy’s before returning to Borth on Saturday to Brynrodyn Caravan Park and, finally, home again to The Wrekin on Sunday.

Hope to see you at one of our gigs soon.

Four gigs over three days. Over the hottest weekend of the year so far. If nothing else, it’s cheaper and more fun than joining a gym.

Friday was a return to Burton Borough School for one of their music and food evenings. Last time it was curry, this time hot dogs and burgers. The evening started off with their junior band (junior? They sound better than some experienced bands!), before their concert band took the stage. Well, most of them, anyway. Saxophonist and friend of ours, Phiz Jr, was returning from a trip to South Wales and arrived just in time to take her seat for the second number! We took the stage at 8:16 and played our little hearts out – we didn’t want to be outdone by some pesky kids. We were, however!

Clavstock

Clavstock

It was Saturday where things got a little silly. In August, we’ve been invited to play at the Great Dorset Steam Fair, alongside such artists as The Wurzels and Chas Hodges of Chas ‘n’ Dave. Tickets are available from www.GDSF.co.uk. In readiness for this, the promoters asked us to play at Clavstock, a small festival in the Shropshire village of Claverley, just East of Bridgnorth. We only had an hour’s set, so we went light, stripping our act back as far as practical… It’s not the instruments or amps, it’s the suitcases of ducks, soft toys and hats that filled the backstage area prior to us setting up. It was great fun playing on a full sized stage in the sunshine and the crowd seemed to love it (one audience member even e-mailing us as we played to book us for her wedding next year!).

As soon as we cleared the stage we were in the van heading to Shrewsbury to one of our favourite venues, The Telegraph. We normally play there on a Sunday afternoon, But Alan asked if we’d do a Saturday night. It’s a different crowd and a different feel to normal, but it was still a great night. The pub was rammed, the temperature was up and the ducks were flying.

The Telegraph

The Telegraph

Finally, to Sunday. The Bull’s Head in Whitchurch has recently been taken over by Erin and John and they got in touch via our contact page to see if we could play there. Sadly for them we could, so we headed there on a Sunday which seemed even warmer than the previous couple of days.

On arrival Erin asked if we’d like to set up in the corner of the bar or whether we’d prefer to play in the beer garden… No Brainer.

What an afternoon. I’m sure they had no idea what was coming, but the audience were just brilliant, with ducks flying aplenty. In a small change to the normal run of things, rather than being hit by a wet dog returning from the audience in Irish Rover, WeeMann emptied the bucket of water over himself to cool down mid-set. The benefits only lasted a few minutes before the heat of the sun dried him out, but it was a welcome and worthwhile few minutes.

In The Sunshine!

In The Sunshine!

We’ll be back later in the year. let’s just hope it’s still warm enough to do the same again.

This weekend we’re even busier. We’re off to Rummers and Brynrodyn Caravan Park on the Welsh Coast on Friday and Saturday, before returning to The Wrekin on Sunday afternoon, then onto Stone in Staffs for the evening. What doesn’t kill us will only make us stronger.

Or so they say.