This is how the end of 2014 went:

Ed

Ed Looks Happy

We don’t like cancelling gigs, it’s one of our pet hates, so it was quite painful to find that we had to do this for the second time in a month, with illness causing us to miss our last gig of the year at Bury’s Molloys on Friday 7th. What made this even worse was the fact that we’d very cleverly arranged a Saturday night gig in the town for the first time in order to make the trip work…

By Saturday we were back up to a reasonable level of strength, so headed up to play at Bury Bowls Club. On the very night that the local fireworks display was being held up the hill with plenty of bands on an outdoors stage. As a result, the audience wasn’t as big as the organisers were expecting, but it was still a reasonable size. The room was low ceilinged and intimate and we had a great time dealing with people who had no idea what to expect.

"We've Brought Ducks!"

“We’ve Brought Ducks!”

A week later and we were back in Tipton at the Kings Head. The pub has been taken over by new owners and the atmosphere was a little different, with a much louder, more appreciative audience than normal. Considering a large chunk of the people present had been to most of our gigs here, it seemed odd, but it turned out to be our favourite here so far.

Next was The Malthouse. The last time we played here was as hot as we’ve ever experienced, but it was the end of the summer. This time it should be cooler, shouldn’t it? No. Apparently not. Not quite as hot as last time, but that’s saying little. Another soaking wet, great fun gig.

And so, onto a pub we haven’t visited for a time. The Hen and Chickens in Bridgnorth (now renamed The Friars) is a very small pub and we always found it to be very quiet, but it has recently been taken over by a new owner who was adamant she wanted us to play there. We turned up to discover that the town’s Christmas lights were being switched on and the top end of the road the pub is situated in was blocked by vehicles dealing with this. On the whole this wouldn’t cause us a problem as we had our usual spot to park in, albeit on double yellows in front of a gated car park. Normally this isn’t a problem as the car park isn’t used during the evenings, and of course it’s legal to use double yellows whilst offloading, but this time there was a car inside the car park. Whilst unloading, we kept our eyes open for the owner returning, which he did as we were getting the last bits out. As we crossed the road, a group of girls came round the van complaining that Santa was being grumpy. Paul went to investigate to find him on the phone reading out our numberplate. Paul asked him whether he would like us to move for him and was met by a very rude comment in return. Si tried again. This time he was off the phone but still as abusive. We moved to let him out, but soon all received texts from Paul’s wife explaining that the police had received a complaint that our van was illegally parked. Christmas won’t be the same again for us.

Unlike last time, the pub was rammed. Seriously rammed. We barely had enough room for even a stripped down setup, but managed and succeeded in winning over a great audience.

Rummers

Rummers

A week later and we were back in Aberystwyth playing at Rummers. We were originally booked to play both Friday and Saturday nights, but were asked if we could cancel the Saturday night as local legends Aber Jazz were performing their final ever gig. We saw this as a great opportunity to go our for the evening to see some live music and enjoy some beer and food, unworried about having to play. After a curry we headed down to catch the end of the support band’s performance (some lovely harp and bass playing) before Aber Jazz took the stage. I’d recommend you catch these guys, but as this was their last gig, it would be pointless. The pub was rammed and we ended up deciding to move on as Paul and Si were unable to see a thing past the taller people. Whilst deciding where to go next we bumped into a group of students who’d come to see us the previous night and joined them for some more beer in another pub before catching the train home. Sunday saw us stopping of at The Telegraph in Shrewsbury on the way home.

Den

Den

The following Friday saw our return to The Barley in Newport to what was possibly our best audience there yet and then we were into the last week of gigs before Christmas.

Unfortunately, Ed has a habit of getting ill in the run up to Christmas and this year was no exception. Thursday at The Crown was as good a gig as ever and all seemed fine, but as we headed for The Old Post Office the next night (with tame keyboardist Si Carswell in tow for a rare appearance) it was clear that a cold was starting to manifest.

By Saturday at The Swan, Stone, Ed’s voice was starting to crack and finally became a tuneful croak by Sunday’s gig at The Green Man in Milwich. Fortunately the pub was full of caring friends and bar staff who kept his throat lubricated with whiskey all evening. Rumours that Ed consumed a full bottle of 1923 single malt unaided are greatly exaggerated – the whisky was far younger.

And that was it. Christmas was upon us. We had a get together after Christmas with our families for some curry, wine and silly games (and Ed was still ill) and before we knew it 2014 was over.

We’ve been together almost three years now and our diary for 2015 is almost full, so this would be a good time to tell you all that we’re quitting the music game and becoming a touring band of jugglers. Except that no-one has ever accused us of being musical.

See you in 2015.

Happy New Year from Ed, Paul, Si and Hugo.

x

Merry New Year!

Merry New Year!

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A few to catch up on,  so let’s dive in.

The Old Post Office.  Last time we were here our desk broke from the stress,  but all was OK this  time.

We’ve had bigger crowds here,  but fewer more enthusiastic.  What made the gig special, however, was Paul’s new flightcase.  As you probably know,  we bring a lot of peripherals to our gigs and these entail many trips to and from the van. Fortunately our ever-thinking drummer came up with a solution in the shape of a large, wheeled flightcase.  After putting everything in it we wheeled the case up the cobbles to the pub door only to discover that it wouldn’t fit through the door,  so it spent the evening just outside the pub.

A Flightcase.

A Flightcase.

Our next gig was a return visit to The Swan in Stone. We very quickly realised the flightcase wouldn’t make it through the door again,  so it stayed in the van while we played. Playing on a Wednesday we normally have smaller audiences than weekend gigs,  but we had a full pub this time.

Next up was due to be Shrewsbury’s Brittania Inn,  but sadly Ed’s voice was disappearing due to a cold.  He’d struggled manfully (?!) through Wednesday’s gig,  but this would have been near impossible,  particularly as we’d been booked for a wedding the next day and didn’t want to let the happy couple down. In any event,  we wouldn’t have managed to get the flightcase in through the door.

So, onto the wedding. This was taking place in the beautiful surroundings of a golf club in Chepstow.  The big problem here was the fact that we had to carry everything up a small staircase to the first floor – the flightcase never even made it out of the van.  We were joined by Den for this gig,  so sounded somewhat musical for a nice change.

We woke the next morning for a drive to Shrewsbury and The Telegraph, with Den in tow for another gig.  By this point the flightcase was buried at the back of the van and wasn’t coming out.

A member of the audience threw us a challenge to play an instrumental and the result was captured on video by our friend Shelley – see what you think:

We went on to Harper Adams university next for a staff/ex-student dinner,  again upstairs,  rendering the flightcase unusable. After an early setup we had a late start,  so visited Paul’s second home,  Newport’s curry house for some sustenance before returning to perform for a typically drunken university audience.

The Harper Party

The Harper Party

We then headed back to Wales and another 2 day residency at Rummers, again with added musicality from Den. By this time Paul had accepted the reality that his flightcase experiment had failed and it was unceremoniously dumped at home. Night one of the residency was a great result,  the pub being almost deserted until the point we started playing.  As usual the pub filled quickly with a great audience,  most of whom were excited to learn we’d be back the following evening.

Playing two days on the trot here makes things a lot easier as we don’t have to pack up at the end of the first night, nor set up on the second night, so on Saturday we went for a curry before the gig. All went well until Paul discovered a body part in his drink. No names, no pack drill, but eye don’t think Paul was too happy.

"Eye Love Curry!" - Paul Crewe.

“Eye Love Curry!” – Paul Crewe.

We finished the month off at The Boars Head in Shrewsbury. Having been a busy month, Paul spent a short while checking his eyelids for holes before we started:

Sandman Has Come For Paul

Sandman Has Come For Paul

You can keep up to date with our upcoming gigs at www.losttheplotband.co.uk/gigs and come back soon to find out how Santa has ruined Christmas for us.

See you soon!

Friday night and we were back at The Old Post Office in Shrewsbury. We always get a great reaction here, although, as we were setting up, we were discussing the fact that the crowd was a little thinner than usual. Not to worry, it’s halfway through January, people still awaiting their first pay day of the year, so all we can do is get on and give those people present the best new year gig we can.

ED!!!

ED!!!

We shouldn’t have worried. As we started playing the pub filled up until it was as packed as usual. We really love playing at the OPO and look forward with relish to our next visit on 16 May.

Saturday had the potential to go very wrong. After being approached by the landlord of The Britannia in Shrewsbury about 6 months ago to play in his pub, we didn’t speak to him again until we turned up – a rookie error. It seems the landlady had also booked an act for the evening, although she had been unable to get in touch with him to confirm his gig. As it turned out, both acts turned up…

Double bookings happen from time to time and how you respond to the challenge determines how the evening (and any future gig) goes. Our attitude was simple – as long as he was happy with the idea, we’d play alternate sets. He was, and so our first gig alongside an Elvis impersonator kicked off.

The Britannia

The Britannia

It meant we had to trim our set down a little and, as a result, the usual momentum was lost somewhat, but the audience didn’t mind – they were getting two for the price of one!

To top it all off, Elvis (actually also called Ed) joined us for one of our last numbers, getting into the spirit by grabbing a succession of hats and even the monkey mask.

Elvis Loses The Plot

Elvis Loses The Plot

We’re back at The Britannia in October.

This Friday we’re off to Aberyswyth again for a couple of nights at Rummers before we take the whole month of February off. With the exception of Christmas, we’ve been going non-stop for the last year, so we decided to have a few weekends off to recharge our batteries in order to come back refreshed. We will be meeting up during this time, however, in order to put some new material in the set. March should see a revitalised Lost The Plot!

Thanks to Patrick Larkin for the photos and, as usual, keep track of us on Facebook, Twitter and our website.

The Xmas Xtravaganza 2013

December 27, 2013

So, it’s all over for 2013. And what a run into Christmas.

It all started on Friday 13th at Hales Club near Market Drayton. Ed and Paul have played here previously (Ed as recently as Fireworks Night, with a reformed Tap The Keg), but it’s a first for The Plot. The room was built onto the side of the cottage owned by the Lord Of The Manor to house his organ and looks beautiful, with a balcony round two of the four walls. Plenty of Ed’s friends from his Tap days came along and we started getting into the Christmas spirit nicely.

Bouzouki Solo

Bouzouki Solo

Two days later and we rock up at The Barley in Newport, the band’s home town. We weren’t expecting a packed pub on a Sunday evening running up to Christmas, but we had a respectable and enthusiastic crowd and have booked several gigs for 2014 on the more popular Friday evening.

Our final weekend of the year was also our busiest. We went into it knowing that it was going to hurt, and hurt it did.

Hugo's Xmas Dinner

Hugo’s Xmas Dinner

Wednesday:
Ed’s works’ Christmas party in Whitchurch.

We were supplied with our first Christmas meal of the season and were bombarded with ducks in a way rarely seen. It seems Ed may not be as popular at work as he thinks… Ed made it through the gig OK, but had woken that day feeling unwell – the first signs of a difficult week to come for him. Halfway through the gig Si started developing a sore throat.

Ed Shows Off To Work Colleagues

Ed Shows Off To Work Colleagues

Thursday:
The Crown, Oakengates.

A year on from our previous Oakengates Christmas gig and Ed is still feeling unwell. Si’s throat has developed into a cold/sore throat. On the upside, the pub is full to bursting and adrenaline gets the band through. One of our favourites.

The Fat Tomato

The Fat Tomato

Friday:
The Green Man, Milwich.

As with last year’s Christmas run up, we headed to Milwich the day after Oakengates. On arrival we let Ed have a doze in the van while we went in and said hello and organised our area. Much like last year the pub was full and everyone was in the mood to party, with Si serving behind the bar as the gig finished. A certain 90 year old lady also turned up to admonish us over the dog throwing incident of last year…

Wet

Wet

As the evening ended we booked to play at a special event the pub are planning in 2015 – it’s the 25th anniversary of the landlord taking over the pub and the 200th anniversary of the pub opening.

Saturday:
The Admiral Duncan, Baschurch.

Almost there. This was an odd one. A decent sized crowd, plenty of people singing and dancing, but little applause as we finished songs. Odd, but successful.

How On Earth Did That Get Up There???

How On Earth Did That Get Up There???

Sunday:
The Wrekin, Wellington.

Possibly the one we were most looking forward to. Our first gig as Lost The Plot was here almost two years ago and we always have great Sunday afternoons here. Today was no different. We handed out Xmas hats before we started and, as hoped, the pub was rammed. Si’s voice had almost completely gone by now, but Ed was feeling a little better than he had. The audience were wonderful and everything went according to plan.

Puttin' On The Style

Puttin’ On The Style

Now, to rest.

It’s two weeks until our first gig of the New Year. We’re playing at The January Jog in Newport on Sunday 5th January and then we’ll be at The Malthouse in Ironbridge on the 10th.

Have a great Christmas and New year and we’ll see you in 2014. We’re all off to spend some time with our families and relax but, more importantly, get away from one another for a few days!

Happy Christmas.

Ed, Paul & Si.

A Successful End To 2013

A Successful End To 2013

Update Early December

December 8, 2013

I know it’s been a while, but we’ve been busy in the background at Plot Towers recently, so it’s about time for a quick update ahead of the Xmas period.

Welsh Dragon

Welsh Dragon

After waving Gav off the previous week, the weekend of the 22nd was host to just one gig. Paul was working on sound for the British Gymnastics team, so we only played on the Friday at Molloy’s in Bury. Si and Paul headed off during the day to Leicester to set up for Paul’s weekend, before driving north to Bury to meet Ed for the gig. As is often the case here, the pub was rammed and a great time was had by all. Poor old Paul headed back to Leicester to get a couple of hours’ of pushing out the zeds before his weekend of playing DJ, while Ed and Si headed home.

For the end of November we headed to Aberystwyth for a 2-night residency at Rummers. As a surprise, Den York joined us again – he had been due to be working abroad, but we were very happy to have him add his guitar talents to our cacophony once more. The Friday night saw the return of Paul’s famous tambourine solo. Hopefully this will be seen in the set more frequently in 2014 – it’s a sight not to be missed.

Tambourine Solo

Tambourine Solo

On Sunday we returned to Shropshire, stopping off at The Telegraph in Shrewsbury. We’ve not had a duff gig here yet and this afternoon was no different – a great crowd in both size and enthusiasm.

This week we started off the weekend at The Duke in Oakengates for what was possibly our best audience here so far. Most of the evening seemed to be taken up by trying to prevent people stealing our toys and hats, but it all seemed to be in good humour.

Ed 'n' Den

Ed ‘n’ Den

On Saturday we returned to The Boars Head in Shrewsbury. Some of our regular friends came along with others in tow and, although the audience was small, it was perfectly formed. A little like Paul, in fact, who decided to take this weekend as the opportunity to try out his new stage gear – he is now Waistcoat Man. Come to future gigs and you can rate his waistcoats. The lovely example shown here cost him a massive £4 and you can see where the money was spent in the production of such a lovely piece of attire.

Waistcoat

Waistcoat

Another couple of gigs coming up this weekend. Friday is time for a new venue for the band (although Ed and Paul have played here before), Hales Club in Hales, near Market Drayton and Sunday sees a rare appearance in the band’s home town of Newport at The Barley.

The following week is a biggy, with 5, count ’em – FIVE – gigs between Wednesday and Sunday.

*Deep breath*

Wednesday 18 – Ed’s works’ Xmas Party, Thursday 19 – The Crown, Oakengates, Friday 20 – The Green Man, Milwich, Saturday 21 – The Admiral Duncan, Baschurch and Sunday 22 – The Wrekin Inn, Wellington.

Come along and see Christmas in with some idiots!

WeeMann & Clatter

WeeMann & Clatter

Happy New Year!

January 1, 2013

Happy New Year from Lost The Plot.

We trust you didn’t overdo it over the Christmas period.  We all had a nice quiet time with our families followed by a wonderful curry evening at Clatter’s with our wives and offspring and are now ready and raring to go in 2013.

We’ve added a last minute booking to the calendar for this Sunday.  We’ve been asked to perform at Newport’s January Jog in Shuker Field, a charity run around a muddy field in Shropshire.  All we can say is that it will be cold, wet and muddy and we may have Sir Simon Prattle returning on keyboards.

That evening we’ll be playing at a private party, so our next public gig is on Friday 11th at the Old Post Office In Shrewsbury, followed by The Duke Of York in Oakengates the following Friday.  You can find these venues on the map below.

That Was 2012…

December 24, 2012

Well, that just about wraps it up for 2012.  Our final two gigs were on Thursday at The Crown in Oakengates and Saturday at The Green Man in Milwich, our first visit to Staffordshire.

The Crown doubled as a leaving party for our friend, Chris Payne, who is moving to Abu Dhabi in the new year.  As usual, the crowd were great, getting into our brand of humour from the get go.  Ed made several references to his new rubber chicken (or Cock, as it has been christened).  Cue endless jokes about squeezing/holding/waving/stroking/treading on* Ed’s Cock.  The fun never starts!

*delete as applicable.

Of vital importance to the band was the addition of a new ale into the pub’s repertoire – Arkwright’s Tarquin F’Tang F’Tang Ole Biscuitbarrel.  On name alone we had to try it and, as should be expected in The Crown, we weren’t disappointed.  A lovely English Pale ale, we had to try a couple, just to make sure it did taste as good as we first thought.  It did.

The only sad part of the evening was the fact that Chris, unfortunately, had a dodgy pint which made him rather ill.  He can’t remember if it was the 14th or 15th.

The Crown 20 12 12

The Crown – photo by Chris Payne

On Saturday we braved floods to travel to Milwich in Staffordshire for our final gig of 2012 at The Green Man. We walked in to find a very small, old fashioned pub and spent 5 minutes nursing a pint of Doom Bar whilst figuring out how we would fit without preventing people getting into the pub.  We worked it out and were soon kicking into Road To Nowhere.  People came in from the other bar after eating and, about 4 or 5 songs in, a large group of people arrived.

“What happened?” asked Ed, “Did a coach break down outside?” Chatting to a couple of people in the interval it turned out he wasn’t far from the truth – a coach trip had become a pub crawl – these people would soon be leaving.  Or so they thought.  As the second set developed they stayed, stunned at what they saw, wondering whether it would get any more sensible…

This audience was probably a microcosm of the audience Lost The Plot aim to please – we had people from 19 to 90 watching and, without exception, getting into everything we did.  WeeMann picked out the person who would catch our drowned dog during Irish Rover, a young lad in with his mates.  Unfortunately he missed and hit a frail, if feisty,  90 year old lady perched next to him on a bar stool, nearly knocking her to the floor.  Fortunately she took it in good humour.

We couldn’t have asked or hoped for a better way to end the year than this gig and we’ll certainly be returning.

So with those two gigs Lost The Plot is finished for 2012.  We’re going to have a rest over the Xmas period and come back refreshed in the new year.  We start 2013 the way we finished 2012 – with a party!  In fact, we’ve been asked to perform for The Malthouse’s staff Xmas party.  Our first public gig is on Fri 11th at The Old Post Office in Shrewsbury followed by a return to Oakengates on the 18th at The Duke and The Malthouse on the 25th.

On the 26th we’re off up to Coton, just outside Whitchurch, to visit The Dog & Bull for the first time and we finish off January with our next gig at The Wrekin in Wellington.

You can keep an eye on our gigs at http://www.losttheplotband.co.uk/gigs/ and you can explore the site and find out more about the band.

The rest of 2013 is looking fairly busy, with over 40 gigs already in the diary, so you needn’t miss out on your dose of silly next year.  February sees the first anniversary of the formation of the band and we have a special event planned, so keep your eye on our website for more details as we get closer

We’d just like to take this opportunity to thank everyone who’s come to see us this year, from people who have returned on several occasions (fools!) to those who have stumbled in unaware of what was going on (Newspaper Man in Aberyswyth).  We’ve really enjoyed our first year as a band, from the highs to the lows, everything has given us a laugh and that couldn’t happen without you, the audience.

If you like us, please share the link to our blog across Facebook, Twitter or any other website you’ve got access to, tell people about us, drag people along to see us and generally spread the word.  That word being ‘Stupid!’

We love you all,

Ed, Paul & Si.

x

Ed, Paul & Si.

Ed, Paul & Si.

Attack Of The Clones

December 17, 2012

There’s a phrase that’s become popularised since the advent of texting – WTF? This is a phrase we found ourselves using most of the weekend, as we played a couple of the most bizarre gigs any of us has been party to.

The weekend started innocuously enough with a quiet evening at the Music Club Millenium Hall in Moreton, just east of Newport.  An old haunt of Edcase’s, this is a private members club in a small village’s community centre.  Due to the layout of the bar, we could see everyone and thus everyone could see us.  As a result this made it quite an easy gig for holding their attention (something that you generally struggle to do in the average pub) – once they were onboard (some point during the first number) we never lost them.

The Invisible Drum Kit

The Invisible Drum Kit

Saturday was, at first glance, going to be a different story.  This was our third gig at The Talbot Inn.  Last time we played there Moby Dick broke down and as we pulled up, Clatter pointed out a strange noise she was making again, just as she had in the run up to that gig…

We climbed out and went into the pub wearing our Xmas hats to meet a bemused Alan.  “Are you playing tonight?” he asked. “I’d forgotten.  I haven’t promoted it, so it may be quiet tonight.”  Not a good start.

Once we’d set up, we sat having a drink and a chat with some friends brought along by our long time friend, Sarah.  Judging by the conversation, and despite them not really being aware of what they were about to witness, we figured they’d get our sense of humour.  On the downside, as we chatted, more of the already small crowd were leaving the pub.  This wasn’t looking good.

Still, we thrive in adversity, so we plugged in and went for it.  As is often the case, despite a quiet start, the pub did start filling up as we played.  Granted there weren’t as many as at the previous 2 visits, but we ended up with a respectable crowd, nonetheless.

Where things started going strange, however, was towards the end of our second set.

As a band, we have an official stalker.  Shelley comes to a few of our gigs.  Well, when we say a few, we mean pretty much every one.  An old workmate of WeeMann’s, Shelley is a fan of live music and spends most weekends visiting live music venues.  The last few months have seen her trailing the band round the Midlands and beyond in the hope that we’ll one day impress her with our show.  Last week she insisted on taking some photos of us after our Wrekin gig; proper “Sensible” photos.  Little did we know what she had up her sleeve (apart from her arm).

As anyone who has seen us will know, we enjoy using masks as a way of making ourselves look prettier – Katy Perry, Ant & Dec and, most recently, Jedward have all made an appearance.  Last night, as we kicked into eighties classic, Don’t You Want Me, we noticed Shelley moving throughout the crowd.  Thinking nothing of it, we motored towards the chorus, ready to impress with our faultless three part harmonies, whereupon a sea of familiar faces started moving towards us like a zombie apocalypse.

WeeMann found himself staring at Edcase, Edcase at Clatter.  But these were people in the audience. How…?  Wha…?  Whe…?

It dawned on us – the audience were wearing masks with our faces printed on them.  This was one of the most surreal moments in our collective gigging lives.  We were all laughing so hard we struggled to keep going.  Clatter had an asthma attack from laughing so hard, WeeMann was crying and couldn’t sing, Edcase considered stopping the song to allow us to compose ourselves.

?!?!?!

Disturbing!

We carried on and made it to the end of the song, having to take a few moments before the next.  It was generally agreed that we couldn’t remember a funnier moment from any gig any of us had played before.

On top of this, one of our ducks has been taken away for a holiday.  We were approached during the break by Merv, who had been the recipient of a flying duck during the first set.  He asked if he could take the duck as he travelled abroad in the new year.  As a result, Biker Duck will be visiting Russia and Italy, amongst other destinations, next year.  Merv has promised to send us regular updates as he travels, so we’ll keep you updated on his journey.

Sunday saw our first trip out to Baschurch, north of Shrewsbury, to play at the grand opening of Cafe Saffron’s new curry restaurant in the Admiral Duncan.  The evening started with the crowd unsure of what they were witnessing, but before too long they started getting into the spirit of the event.  As we sat down during our first break, the landlord approached with a couple of ladies, discussing arrangements for backing music.  What was going on?

It transpired that we were one of two acts on this evening, the second being Emma, a belly dancer.  After sorting out their backing music, Clatter sat transfixed:

Emma

Clatter sits transfixed

Clatter

A Stunned Clatter

The audience suddenly seemed much larger while Emma performed, shrinking away again as we re-took the stage.  Not sure what was going on there…

We ended up playing three sets, finishing after 10 and ready for the trudge home.

This week we’ll be playing our last couple of gigs before the Xmas break.  On Thursday we’re at The Crown in Oakengates, a great little real ale pub.  Landlord John Ellis is a big fan of his ale, which is great by us, and also of entertainment.  This one should be a cracker as our friend, Chris Payne, is using the evening as an unofficial leaving party prior to moving abroad.

A night off on Friday for the end of the world (we’d rather not miss it by being engrossed in our set) before our last gig of 2012 at The Green Man in Milwich, Staffordshire.

We’ll report back on these gigs next week.

Heads

These people must not be allowed into the pub.

Xmas Is Coming…

December 13, 2012

The last couple of weeks have been hectic.

The start of December saw our return to The Telegraph in Castlefields, Shrewsbury.  This was a Sunday Afternoon gig and we didn’t really know what to expect – our previous visit had been tied in to a retirement party and the pub is quite large, so a crowd of 20, which may look great in a small pub, would look tiny in here.  As we soon found out, the pub gets quite busy on a Sunday afternoon and we had a great time.  It ended in spectacular fashion too, as Landlord Alan treated us to a curry afterwards (more of which later).

Last weekend was a biggie.  During the week, Edcase played on Wednesday with Weezel Diesel and WeeMann played on Thursday with Fat Fighters.  On Friday we got together with our good friends Rich Evans and Si Carswell to perform a special gig at the Harper Adams University Xmas Ball.  The set was made up from songs that Rich plays solo and with Weezel Diesel as well as a few Plot standards.  The party was a big one (approx. 1800 tickets sold) although we’d guess at about 800 – 1000 in the marquee where we played.  We’d only managed 3 rehearsals and weren’t expecting this to be earth shattering, but we had the crowd bouncing from the first notes until we left the stage, with them still shouting for more.

Harper Adams

Harper Adams

On Saturday we drove down to Aberystwyth to return to the scene of Clatter’s accident, Scholars.  The gig went pretty much as expected, but what amused us most was the gentleman who entered the pub with a paper under his arm.  After getting a pint he proceeded to sit down at the table right in front of us and read, completely oblivious to the maelstrom around him.  When we tried to engage him, all we got were angry scowls.  A pub with many empty tables round the other side of the bar and upstairs, and he chooses to sit right in front of us… There’s nothing so queer as folk!

The trip home on Sunday took us to The Wrekin.  This was possibly our best gig here to date.  The audience were warm and receptive and silliness prevailed.  not only this, but on the day that Sir Patrick Moore passed away, a generous fan brought us a Space Duck – a rubber duck dressed for a moon landing.  We dedicated Whole Of The Moon to Moore and Space Duck took centre stage on Edcase’s monitor.

Sir Patrick Moore

Sir Patrick Moore

This week we’re off to Moreton to play at the Music Club Millenium Hall on Friday, before our third gig at The Talbot in St. Georges on Saturday and a fantastic end to the weekend on Sunday.

Going back to the talk of curry, whilst at the Cafe Saffron with Alan after our Telegraph gig, the waiter asked Alan if he knew of any bands he could recommend.  “These guys are a great band” he said, waving his hand round the table.  As a result, we have been asked to play for the opening of their new restaurant within the Admiral Duncan pub in Baschurch.

What could be better?  Beer, curry and great music.

Then we’ll turn the jukebox off and start playing.

The much anticipated Non-Festive International Xmas Tour is upon us.  We kick off with our return to Bridgnorth’s Bell & Talbot on Saturday.  We’ve enjoyed the last couple of gigs here and are looking forward to another success with some new songs, hats and soft toys added since our last visit in September, since which we have toured Wales and Scotland, returning a stronger, leaner and more hungover fighting unit.

The following weekend includes our first visit to Wem USC on Fri 30th and a Sunday return to the Telegraph in Shrewsbury.

The following week we’ll be backing our good friend, Rich Evans, at Harper Adams.  The band will also include Sir Simon Prattle on keyboards.  This will be the first time this line up has played since the early summer of 2011, the gig which spawned Lost The Plot and led to all this silliness.

Looking forward to seeing you all during the Christmas period!

Merry Xmas!

Merry Xmas!