On arrival I had to make my way up a long and winding staircase, passing by posters of past gigs all around, rather like a hall of fame. And there was me right at the top! I'm chuffed to think that each week that passes I'll be there, pride of place next to the jazz greats of this country.
|Posters of Dave O'Higgins and Sam Mayne (bizarrely on a toilet)|
in the Medway Hall of Fame.
The next night, we jetted off to Wellingborough to continue the album tour at The Castle, quite a large theatre in the town centre. We pulled up to the foyer to find it packed with people - a mix of ages but mostly the older generation: a typical jazz crowd! This excited us somewhat until we realised that they were all there to see Rory Bremner in the main auditorium, supported by Ian Shaw! Oh well.
Our gig turned out to be well attended too, and a very appreciative went away with 17 CDs by the end of it! Nearly a single-gig record.
Next stop Bristol, to play at the Bebop Club. Run by local trumpeter Andy Hague, it's an incredibly popular weekly jazz night in the back room of a pub, which attracts many of this country's top jazz names. The only problem with this gig is that it's in Bristol on a Friday night, so once you've got out of the ridiculous traffic in London (the world and his wife are trying to escape with you) you've got to endure the M4, then get stuck in Bristol as you enter during rush hour. As such, we had about 10 minutes to sound check before trying to find somewhere to eat to scrabble down a hasty dinner. Solution to finding a swift meal? An Indian restaurant just around the corner seemed the best choice so we walked in I immediately told the waiter that we had only 35 minutes so did he think we would be able to have our meal in that time. He looked around the restaurant as if surveying the diners to infer how busy the kitchen would be, and went over to an un-made table and started to dress it for us. Why we couldn't just sit at a ready-laid table I have no idea, but nevertheless we were in too deep by then to back out now! Finally, at 9:01pm, we beat a hasty retreat from the restaurant and managed to make it back on stage only 6 minutes late. During this time, the sound guy had gone looking for us and was told we were at the Indian, missed us in transit and arrived half an hour late himself!
|Setting up at the Bebop Club|