word up ye crazy cats! how the devil be thee?
last night i played a lil' surprise slot at the bell, little addington... there was (obviously) some shaking of the thang, and i had me a ve'y-enjoyable time - fo' sho'
its a cracking lil' place (where stevie grew up too fact fans...)... and the pub's got skittles!!! with a net, a puck-type-thing that you throw and everything! and the surrounding countryside killed the *insert name of crappy radio station here* reception in the car... shame-dat
opened with the one about the chicken... (for an absolute shocker), and then wandered around the catalogue a bit... mark wasn't in the room so i laid down some 'sunny afternoon', mark returned and thus a slice of 'jazz hands'...
continuing the (apparent) vibe of playing stuff i haven't done for a while i did a lil' bit of 'house of corpses'... really enjoyed that! for those that don't know, its another one of those true story songs (about my block of flats) and i used to open the set with it - back in the day... 'sall 7ths and everyfink
there was some 'cyhmn' shaped hip-hop commentary, before closing with the newbie 'bite me'... its only the third or fourth outing for that one (the words are still a lil' bit fluid) but i properly enjoyed it last night, the trumpet section seemed to go down probably the best it has (even with its impromptu sugar-fuelled extension)...
all in a top night 8)
enjoyed my man stevie (and mark's) set... some quality lead licks from the mjg right about there - right on. so big thanks to stevie for lettin' me play, and maximum thanks to the crazy cats in the pub
happy time
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