It was an action-packed evening - even if you exclude the nasty outbreak of Sudden Dropping Pianist Syndrome (you can stop laughing now....no, really, you can.)
It was a full-house, and it started reasonably quietly, and then got too loud again - a problem that needs addressing.
We had not one but two sets of bookers dropping in for a listen - one already confirmed for her wedding but just checking anyway, the other from a well-known local hostelry who run a beer festival in late summer. "Can't hear the drums" was the latter's verdict. Mind you, by then we'd all descended into the agonising mush of ubernoise that means no-one can hear anything anyway. We'll wait and see if we 'passed' the audition.
We were a bit sloppy technically, which isn't a disaster at this stage - it tends to result in a mass pulling up of socks. Then again, the barrel of Gribble's Old Pant Stainer that needed finishing off might have been a contributory factor.
Apart from the collapsing stools (sounds slightly medical), we had Tess back (also a non-recipient of a postcard from Ian), then news that John is off to Oregon on 'business' and so will miss next week's rehearsal.
Finally, quite a shock to hear that one band member is due to be on the Jeremy Kyle daytime show in an episode called 'Snogging the bar staff - was that wise?'
Welcome to the website of the Thomas Lord Old Gits, mid-Hampshire's answer to Chumbawumba and Earth Wind and Fire, except that we're not an anarchic workers' collective, we're not American, and we do covers.
Wednesday, 8 June 2011
Monday, 6 June 2011
A little physics
Time allowed for this question: ten minutes. Calculators are allowed. Show all working.
1. A pianist (mass 109 kg) was sitting on his stool (height 55 cm) when it inexplicably gave way. How fast was he travelling when he hit the ground?
2. He had drunk 3.5 pints of Ringwoods Old Gut-throbbers ale (SG 1.05). By how much is the answer to question 1 changed?
3. The pianist was leaning back against one of shed 3b's tasteful curtains at the time. The contact area of 0.33 sq.m., the horizontal force exerted by the huge pianist was 18N and the coefficient of friction between expensive Barbour shirt and aforementioned curtain was 0.12. (Assume horizontal force remains constant, and use Coulomb's Law)
a. How fast was the pianist travelling this time when he hit the ground?
b. How long did he take to hit the ground?
4. What percentage of the rest of the Thomas Lord Old Gits stopped at once and offered their sincere sympathy to the pianist, who was by now doing beached whale impression on the floor of Shed 3b?
5. What percentage of the rest of the Thomas Lord Old Gits had to go and change their underwear, having wet themselves laughing?
1. A pianist (mass 109 kg) was sitting on his stool (height 55 cm) when it inexplicably gave way. How fast was he travelling when he hit the ground?
2. He had drunk 3.5 pints of Ringwoods Old Gut-throbbers ale (SG 1.05). By how much is the answer to question 1 changed?
3. The pianist was leaning back against one of shed 3b's tasteful curtains at the time. The contact area of 0.33 sq.m., the horizontal force exerted by the huge pianist was 18N and the coefficient of friction between expensive Barbour shirt and aforementioned curtain was 0.12. (Assume horizontal force remains constant, and use Coulomb's Law)
a. How fast was the pianist travelling this time when he hit the ground?
b. How long did he take to hit the ground?
4. What percentage of the rest of the Thomas Lord Old Gits stopped at once and offered their sincere sympathy to the pianist, who was by now doing beached whale impression on the floor of Shed 3b?
5. What percentage of the rest of the Thomas Lord Old Gits had to go and change their underwear, having wet themselves laughing?
Last Monday's rehearsal.
This went very well until my ears started to bleed. I don't know how it went after that.
Wednesday, 25 May 2011
Great News
Another of the legendary Dave the Dog Open Mic Nights at the Thomas Lord on Friday. Hurrah!
Another rehearsal
No drummer on Monday - Ian still out on his yacht - and poor old Dave was stuck in a traffic jam in Oxford. In fact, in the quieter moments in Shed 3b, you could just hear what he thought of his predicament floating through the expensive soundproofing. The fact that we could just hear it suggests that he was actually further away - Auchtermuchty, perhaps. If he really was in Oxford, we'd surely have had to turn the amps up to 11 to cover the expletives.
Anthony bravely stood in for Dave, selflessly abandoning GCSE Eng Lit revision for several cans of Carlsberg and two hours of hard bass lines. Still, it went very well.
Anthony bravely stood in for Dave, selflessly abandoning GCSE Eng Lit revision for several cans of Carlsberg and two hours of hard bass lines. Still, it went very well.
It wasn't my idea.
In an inexplicable move to cull the number of guitarists from two to one (having already despatched one to the wilds of Brighton), Tod insisted on publishing this picture.
It might be worth postulating what question may have provoked Dan's eloquent, finger-based response. How about: "How many more months cropspraying have you got, Dan?"
It might be worth postulating what question may have provoked Dan's eloquent, finger-based response. How about: "How many more months cropspraying have you got, Dan?"
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