Dear Pranksters, non-gangsters, peeps, dreads and indeed Rastas, multitudinous thank yous to all who attended the RMC gig at the Fiddler’s Elbow this Saturday gone. Thanks also to the people who couldn’t attend but wished to attend. We talked about you kindly in the smoking zone, surrounded by patchwork pop art graffiti caricatures and an ever-slowly-descending cluster of drooping bags of rainwater; we jested that such bags contained piranhas – but it wasn’t true.
The gig itself was rather phat – to coin a Byron Belle Sacha phrase - despite the fact that Tom left his pedals in a dodgy looking container on the bus, and despite also the fact that Watto D had his Amplifier flattened by a tornado-wind, prior to the gig (yes the wind blew over an amplifier).
Needless to say, Tommy F played like the rock God he is, Watto fully MacGyvered his amp back into workingness – also playing like the rock God he is, and the rest of us mans did very well. Pedro Fernandes sang with a Rolls Royce of a voice, and remains the best looking bloke in the band (with no disrespect to Good Looking Dave of course). Roland Trimmer, just two rehearsals under his belt, drummed like a Beat God, having warmed up by practising skateboard jumps without a skateboard. Steve Harry The Wheels Harrison Clive gelled it all together with dictionary-DJ blasts of dub piano and organistic keyboard sonority... whilst I leapt about with a red hat on. The Red Hat of Khan if you must know.
The crowd were great - some of whom had travelled from blimming Devon – for instance, my lovely daughter Stephanie, and her man, Andy. Big up to Wuz ‘n; Bex ‘n Lex ‘n Danielle ‘n Gawain (sorry you missed the actual gig bro), Jackie, Watto A, the rest of the Jackie and Dave crew, not to mention Iain Elliot & my Brother Harvey. Louie London, cheers for popping down to take the photographs – see you Thursday brother.
To whet your appetite for the next ramshackle behaviour, here is a link to Crazy Voodoo – because it is tough; mixed by Simone Slipway (Simone Filali of Slipway Studios in Hampton.)
Peace out. See you at the next one. KB
