Happily Ever After
Life in The Rural Retreat with a beautiful wife, three cats, garden wildlife, a camera, a computer – and increasing amounts about running
Earlier posts can be found on Adventures of a Lone Bass Player, where this blog began life. Recent entries can be found here.
Almost Ready To Rock
by admin - 16:25 on 22 June 2013
The second gathering of The Fumes since I joined them took place last night. All went well, and there's no reason why we shouldn't be ready to gig after a few more rehearsals – which is just as well as we already have three dates in our diary. The comeback/debut gig is now at The Mallard in Dingwall on Friday, July 26; the following night we're the main attraction at the Brora Gala Dance; and on Friday, August 23 I return to Johnny Foxes in Inverness for the first time since the days of Fire, more than five years ago.
A bonus is that none of the gigs are followed by a market, which means I'll be able to recover from the late night in my own time rather than be up early to put on a smiley face for potential purchasers of books and snappery. No doubt that time will come.
The only current musical drawback is that the ceiling of our rehearsal room, above guitarist Scooty's garage, is not quite high enough for me to stand straight; some songs just don't feel right when played while seated. However, they sound fine. The future is promising.
The rest of the band is guitarist Alix (who shares lead with Scooty), drummer Pete and singer Martin. All are in at least one other band so I've got some catching up to do. Come and see us at The Mallard. If it's unchanged since my last appearance there we'll be ignored by the regulars so a decent rentacrowd will be welcome.
Snappery Update: The Pentax has been shamefully neglected of late, so next week I'm determined to get out and about again (when I've time spare after practising the songs we'll rehearse on Tuesday and Friday). I did manage one snap today of an old favourite – a tree sparrow. The beakful of insects illustrates why we've seen so few feathered friends on the feeders. Who needs free food when the real thing is so plentiful?
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