Stories, Oh how we LOL
Now here is the first of many. At a recent Charity gig at the Stoneythorpe, there was a re-hash of the time available to play as several bands were involved. Gaz shot off home to get changed and during this time, the lads decided to change the set starting number from "Pinball Wizard" to "The Boys are back", meaning that Kev starts with his fantastic guitar rift. Gaz returned and straight away took to the stage, everyone was ready so Gaz shouts "Ready.... 1 2 3 4......" at which point everyone looks up for a nano second realises they have forgotten to tell Gaz of the order change, and manage to start "The Boys are back". It was only at the end of the set that someone told him why everyone was laughing so much at the start.........
Trev is the nicest guy on earth and we joke that he knows everyone in the world, as he usually ends up saying hello to someone when were out and about. But....... as we've said before, Trev nearly made it into the big time with his band Firebrand and had a top twenty Independant chart hit. Its very good actually, I have a copy! Anyhow through a work colleague Kev arranged for us to have some kit PAT tested. Trev and Kev take all the stuff over, start unloading and the usual niceties are swapped. John, the electrician remarks that he knows Trev, and blow us down, starts singing Firebrand songs.......... Turns out he did a bit of electrical work for them when they were on the road..... See, he really does know everyone!!!
So were all away in deepest Welsh Wales celebrating Robs 50th Birdthday with everyone who has played in the band except Kev who is in France. No one was shot during the Clay pigeon shooting which was merciful, and then we went on to the extreme quad biking...... Ian said it was probably not that extreme... WRONG!!!! We had 5 bumps in all, Trev went off on the practice lap, Mark (non band member but a good fan, thanks Mark!!!) started a new sport called Quad Batics when he crashed, Gaz rolled his, then hit a tree full out, but Rick, oh boy Rick, up ended his and it fell on him breaking 3 ribs in the process and cutting short his weekend. In sincere pain his groans and moans have us thinking about doing "Staying Alive, and possibly Every breath you take.... actually it was not funny, well for Rick in any event!! We wish him of course a genuine speedy recovery but we do have a gig coming up, a stand in may be appropriate. And by the way if an ambulance guy says that your boots are better at gripping, what he really means is "your mates too fat, you lift him........." This time were at Ricks for the bonfire night, all painstakingly planned out and neatly done, the bonfire built and ready to go before the equivalent of a Tsu Nami fell from the sky'..... Rob being a skilled risk assessor helped the bonfire to get going by errr, well, using an accelerant that happened to be around... Gaz was stuffing his face in the barn when he heard a familiar "whoooommmffff" the kind he new to be a petrol bomb sound from his army days, which was closely followed by the second now louder "whhhhoooommmmffffff". As Gaz peered out the barn he noted a flaming person hastily exiting the bonfire area at Mach 2 and looking like he had Ready Brek for food as he glowed nee flamed in the night. Fortunately the vapours of petrol swiftly burnt out and Rob was left merely embarrased and reddened all over as opposed to seriously burnt...... He is now however the cleanest shaven of us all with no visible body hair save for the bits we don't talk about since he stopped using them........... Bonfire did get going though
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