Triumph Through Adversity...........and wasn't it just!
With a crook base player, a singer who had apparently
been gargling with cheese graters, a guitarist with a tuner possessed by Beelzebub and strings cunningly fashioned from toilet paper, the boys still
managed to pull it off (no giggling at the back please).
These minor technical hand grenades could not derail another stonking nights loud entertainment as the audience enthusiastically agreed.
Not the usual smooth running professional set, but what God threw at the band the band made up
for with passion and Iong-suffering smiles.
Special mention should be made of (Up-Hill-And-Down..) Dale who continued to play even after the rest of the band mercilessly took the urine out of him.
Special mention should also be made of Matt who, through what must have been sheer psychic power, managed to conjure up a good turn-out despite putting the wrong date on the posters.
All in all a good night of burst eardrums, alcoholic blurriness and, in the drummers case, sweaty t-shirts was had by all.
Cheers!