Blimey, I think I've missed two rehearsals. There was one a couple of weeks ago, when everyone was there, but for some reason we all kept shouting at each other, even when the music (which was far too loud anyway) wasn't actually playing. I think we all had PMT except the one person properly qualified to have it.
Then last week we had a nice quiet one, with just Tod, Dan, Charlie and Mindy, running through a few on the set list to polish the harmonies. And no-one shouted at anyone.
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Thursday, 17 November 2011
Tuesday, 15 November 2011
Fantastic new pictures from the August wedding.
Another set of pictures has been sent by August's blushing bride, First up is a fantastic pic of the dancefloor, with the band in the background. A particularly poignant pic for me, because it proves that our oldest and biggest and recently-departed fan really did spend ages behind my shoulder, with (I'm told) a big grin on his face. In the pic, I'm hidden behind Dan.
Now we come to the dress code. Inevitably, but quite understandably, John misread the invite, and came in his fetching Hawaiian shirt.
The pianist, however, came in morning coat and forgot to change.
Now to the 'moody guitarists' shots. Very tasteful. It looks like they were actually concentrating here, rather than catching up on all that West Meon gossip, as they normally do when brought together.
Now we come to the dress code. Inevitably, but quite understandably, John misread the invite, and came in his fetching Hawaiian shirt.
The pianist, however, came in morning coat and forgot to change.
Now to the 'moody guitarists' shots. Very tasteful. It looks like they were actually concentrating here, rather than catching up on all that West Meon gossip, as they normally do when brought together.
Friday, 11 November 2011
Sunday, 6 November 2011
Thursday, 3 November 2011
Monday Night
A very busy session on Monday night, with the lovely Mindy on guest vocals. We ran through quite of few of the setlist, and pretty damn well, too, I thought. Mind you, 'Fix You' turned out to be a bit of a struggle for one of us.
I thought the evening's jokes were particulalry bad. And Dave was jolly cross about something. "I say you chaps," he chuckled. "I'm a trifle peeved at the moment. If I see that fellow I'll jolly well give him a clip round the ear and piece of my mind what what!" Or something like that.
I thought the evening's jokes were particulalry bad. And Dave was jolly cross about something. "I say you chaps," he chuckled. "I'm a trifle peeved at the moment. If I see that fellow I'll jolly well give him a clip round the ear and piece of my mind what what!" Or something like that.
One Fan Less
The Thomas Lord Old Gits Fan Club has just lost its oldest and keenest member (although he always made a hell of a fuss about the Monday night racket coming from Shed 3b...).
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