Sunday, September 9, 2007

The Morning After....



The gig went well! We had to come up with an extra hour's music for last night and had about a week to do it in, but we managed - just about! It was back at the lovely pub in Branscombe, The Fountain Head where (if you read the last post about playing there) horses ran over the hillside above us and dogs danced with a local man while we played. It's a bit of a magical place really, although last time I did get laryngitis from being outside in the cold singing for hours.

When you're playing (or singing in my case) all thoughts of whether you all get on or not go right out of your head. The music sounded good and there was a great crowd, all packed into the little pub and spilling out into their garden. Joy and the Rainbows came to support us, as did Emma's mum and friend who used to gig themselves, Emma's mother in law (back from doing a one woman show at Edinburgh festival - aged 70!) and Matt's mother - the legendary accordion player. We felt blessed that they had driven all that way to be there.

Because the pub has two doors, children went round and round, in one door, through the pub - laughing hysterically - and folk dancing exaggeratedly out the other door and into the garden to emerge at the door again a few minutes later, rosy cheeked, for another go through the crowd. The smoking ban has made a real difference there, it feels ok to bring kids to a pub now - where they are welcome of course.

So I guess it was a success and now I'm left in a quandary about this whole band thing. See it's such a buzz (I couldn't go to sleep till 2am last night I was so exhilarated!), but you have to spend a lot of time with these people and it's easy to forget that when you're basking in the glow of post gig appreciation. I'm going to sit with it this week and see what I think. Of course I'll let you know........