For Jo's party, she asked a selection of the hard-core Open Mic Nighters to come along and entertain was what a suspiciously young crowd. Some of the TLOGS were there, some of the Byron Project, and this week's line-up of Vacant Landing.
And so, for one night only, it was a big West Meon welcome for the Vacant Gits Project.
Bonus Quiz Question: which member of VGP doesn't know how 'Hey Jude' goes? Answer on 0898 672910 (£3.50/min)
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.
Sunday, 27 April 2014
The JC Tour continues....
Hardly had the famous dust settled from the opening gig of the Jacques Cousteau Tour than we were back down to the Thomas Lord for our second session down there in eight days. It was Graham and Vikki's wedding anniversary bash - somebody did tell me what particular anniversary it was, but I didn't believe it could be that many - and it was, in theory, a closed pub/invite-only bash. You could have fooled me - from behind the organ it looked like the whole of the village was there anyway. Maybe that's why we all love West Meon.
Anyway, we weren't the only band there - it was a bit of an allsorts evening, but we thought we played well, and had a thoroughly good time. And you know the TLOGS Motto: we enjoy ourselves; if anyone else does, it's a bonus.
Many congratulations to G & V.
Anyway, we weren't the only band there - it was a bit of an allsorts evening, but we thought we played well, and had a thoroughly good time. And you know the TLOGS Motto: we enjoy ourselves; if anyone else does, it's a bonus.
Many congratulations to G & V.
Friday, 18 April 2014
Sssshh - top secret
This is a Northrop Grumman B2 'Stealth' bomber. It is famous for many reasons. It is almost undetectable, using a clever combination of black, radar-absorbing paint and by having not a single square edge on it. Its payload has unimaginable power, and strikes fear into the heart on the unwelcome. There's hardly a distinguishing feature to be seen on it - not a badge, not a label, not nuffink. 'Stealth' indeed - no other name suited it.
So, we are proud to present what must be called, using the same reasoning, the Thomas Lord Old Gits' Stealth Trailer:
Tuesday, 1 April 2014
Finally....the Jacques Cousteau Tour starts.
Most of Southern England had a bit of a shock on Monday: cars from Kent to Cornwall had a fine layer of dust on them. The meteorologists had a fancy explanation that involved low pressure to the West of Africa sending Saharan dust high into the atmosphere, then north, whence it was rain-washed to the English countryside. This is utter bollocks of course - the day the Met Office get anything right will be the day they explain why there has been no Global Warming for seventeen years.
It's far simpler than that: the Thomas Lord Old Gits opened the 2014 Jacques Cousteau Tour at their home pub, and, without a shadow of a doubt, whipped up one hell of storm. We were on great form - smoothly continuing our form from Monday's rehearsal. Perfect for blowing the cobwebs - and dust - out of the system.
Nice to see Tod and Helen getting into the spirit of Jacques Cousteau by flooding their house ten minutes before we were due to start playing. Luckily, a stopcock was eventually found, and the TLOGS were able to carry on and perform. As Helen so succinctly put it at about midnight, "Fsssr sshmuffin fssogggle nug tee hee burp!"
It's far simpler than that: the Thomas Lord Old Gits opened the 2014 Jacques Cousteau Tour at their home pub, and, without a shadow of a doubt, whipped up one hell of storm. We were on great form - smoothly continuing our form from Monday's rehearsal. Perfect for blowing the cobwebs - and dust - out of the system.
Nice to see Tod and Helen getting into the spirit of Jacques Cousteau by flooding their house ten minutes before we were due to start playing. Luckily, a stopcock was eventually found, and the TLOGS were able to carry on and perform. As Helen so succinctly put it at about midnight, "Fsssr sshmuffin fssogggle nug tee hee burp!"
Thursday, 27 March 2014
Wednesday, 26 March 2014
Two more rehearsals done.
We've had a couple more rehearsals in the run-up to the JC Tour.
The first was moderately successful, although only four of us could make it. It was St Patrick's Day, so we marked the occasion by enjoying some potcheen and hitting each other over the head with ashille shallallal shileigh large knotted stick. Actually, we didn't. Every man and his dog, from Barraco Barmer to Mother Theresa seem to become conveniently Oirish for the day, so we felt we didn't need to.
The second was a full house except John, who once again is enjoying a British Seedhouses conference while surrounded by lashing of white powder. There was something very odd about this rehearsal: it was one of the best we can remember - and after over five years of rehearsals, that's quite something. Not sure what was behind it. It could have been the fact that we tried playing everything 50% faster than normal - but I suspect it was because there's a realisation that the JC Tour kicks off on Sunday.
Let's hope we didn't peak too soon.
The first was moderately successful, although only four of us could make it. It was St Patrick's Day, so we marked the occasion by enjoying some potcheen and hitting each other over the head with a
The second was a full house except John, who once again is enjoying a British Seedhouses conference while surrounded by lashing of white powder. There was something very odd about this rehearsal: it was one of the best we can remember - and after over five years of rehearsals, that's quite something. Not sure what was behind it. It could have been the fact that we tried playing everything 50% faster than normal - but I suspect it was because there's a realisation that the JC Tour kicks off on Sunday.
Let's hope we didn't peak too soon.
Thursday, 13 March 2014
Our next support band.
I've asked this lot to open for us this Summer:
IF can get past two minutes, you win a prize.
IF can get past two minutes, you win a prize.
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