Bonjour!
Well Brighton was much fun, thanks to everyone who came along, it was a top night. Twas very busy, very sweaty and very messy in the end.
I broke a string on the first song (what are the odds!?) but luckily Alfie’s old Larrikin Love band-mate Micko was on hand to change it for me, meaning there wasn’t too much shuffling of the set list. Speaking of the set-list, we played quite a few of the old songs from our first and second recording sessions at Platts Eyot. They went down well, as did the couple of new songs we played. Can’t wait to get the brand new songs out there live as well! Was great to see a few familiar faces from London too, with Nick from the most excellent band Fiction, amongst others, turning up.
Ben shot from the stage to the station like a thoroughbred to get the last train home like the true pro he is. I ended up on the beach, standing on a large box with stones in my trousers. Feeling like pebbledash, a few friends and I went to a party in Kemp Town; I took my wonderful bike (hercules-he’s a fold-up one) and my friend took a scooter. I love riding around Brighton late at night; I’m all swervy and speedy with two fingers up to lane discipline. Highway code? Never heard of it officer. We were there in no time. Warp Speed. Not sure where Alex and Alfie went but i heard Alfie woke up with Lambrini all over his face, so it must have been a good night. Lambrini boys just want to have fun…
It was the Labour party conference this weekend as well in sunny Brighton. It was a mild annoyance, yet somewhat heartening to see a gaggle of protesters shouting about something, with customary placards and thermos flasks in hand, outside the two 5 star hotels that had been commandeered by suits. Although I doubt they could hear them over the bubbling of their jazuzzis inside. I am evidently in the wrong line of work.
A good weekend in all, and one I hope we can repeat soon!
take care
Gaolers x
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