These are worrying times for Verbal Warning another 3 gigs and all of them went surprisingly well, we must be due a apocalyptic one any time now. 1st up was the old school punk gig at the Horse and Groom in Derby, Singer Boy was predicting a no show with his voice due to laryngitis, I do think this was a little more serious than his normal complaints about his throat though, as we had to take one or two songs out the set but a good crowd had turned up by the start and the old adrenalin kicked in and he was still talking 10 to the dozen by the time we left, everybody enjoyed our efforts, we had a few dancing and we have been promised a return gig, a guy was chatting to us while we were loading up and he said “you might not be the best but you’re good fun” a comment which immediately came under consideration as a title for our new CD.
On to the Great Northern in Langley Mill, a strange one this 6 o Clock start on a Sunday evening and a wall down the middle of the pub which served to divide the sound, if you think my bass playing is not far off God like you could stand to the left and hear a bass heavy mix, if you think Guitar boy is son of Hendrix you stood to the right and couldn’t hear me very well, why anybody was standing to the right is a complete mystery to me.
Finally we were back to the Poet and Castle in Codnor, all of you who have been paying attention to my earlier blogs will know this is our preferred watering hole after practice, apparently it had been very quiet all week due to the snow but we had a half decent crowd some of them had come along after seeing our Great Northern gig and it all went well, Singer Boy’s battery in his radio mic packed up at the start of the encore though, and he’s only had it a year, I’ll have to watch my step otherwise he’ll be taking my crown as the tightest member of the band. I was partially hidden from the audience due to the PA speaker being right in front of me, but this turned into a bit of a blessing as I forgot to put my sunglasses on for the second half so didn’t look my usual cool self, this was despite Wendy Verbetts frantic hand signals, no she wasn’t calling me a wanker, well I don’t think she was.
Next gig in a fortnight a Scooter Rally at the Out of Town in Ripley, after last nights gig somebody said they’d come along if we did Jilted John, you never know.
