Drowning out the big jets

Three shows in three days from Big Al Reed and The Blistering Buicks last week, starting with Thursday night at The Sunningdale Lounge in Sunningdale. We've played there enough times for me to describe it as a 'familiar' place, although there was nothing to familiar about this show - with bassman Terry and keyboard maestro Chris stuck in traffic our performance began with Al, Pete and myself playing a couple of songs on guitars before Dave joined us on drums. Fortunately Terry and Chris arrived after only 10 minutes or so, thus sparing the audience of anymore 'what songs can we play without bass and keyboards' moments. The rest of the show went well, which was something of a relief considering how it had all started... the next night saw the band visit The Rising Sun in Stanwell - Action Pact came fro there which has got to be a good sign if you think about it. With Dave the drummer elsewhere Howard depped (he's Shakin' Stevens's drummer - really!) in a lively show that was eventful any number of reasons, not least me being short changed by £6 during the interval (!) and someone repeatedly asking for us to play 'Won't Get Fooled Again'. By the time we were leaving thunderstorms of almost biblical proportions were erupting all around and the car park featured a puddle roughly the size of Lake Geneva. It was that kind of night. The third show of three took place at The White Horse in Longford Village near Staines - Dave returned for a show in what might best be described as a conservatory on the side of the pub, and the evening saw much jollity from all concerned. Oh and lots of parking on double yellow lines, although nobody seemed in the least bit concerned - indeed the locals that I spoke to just shrugged their shoulders and said that people there did it all the time. Strange - I wonder what other laws they regularly break around those parts?

On Sunday evening I went to The Royal Albert Hall to see the World premiere of 'Classic Quadrophenia'. Featuring The Royal Philharmonic Orchestra conducted by Robert Zeigler and The London Oriana Choir and orchestrated by Rachel Fuller, it saw the hitherto unlikely sight of Alfie Boe and Billy Idol duetting on several songs (I wonder how many fans of one know who the other one is and vice versa?) as well as Phil Daniels clearly astounded by the fact that he was duetting with anyone and Pete Townshend looking somewhat overwhelmed by the whole affair. I thought it all sounded incredible - one of the best albums ever made re-imagined (I believe that's the term?) and sounding utterly astonishing throughout. Classic then - and classic now.

Monday night I joined fellow Buicks six-stringer Pete at The Three Wishes in Edgware for the regular jam night - it had been a while since I'd been along as I got fed up with some of the comments some people were making to me (I really must write that piece on jam nights one day!) although we did have the ulterior motive of drumming up support for Big Al's gig there this Saturday. Overall it was an enjoyable evening despite the odd silly moment - then again I did get to meet Osibisa guitarist Wendell Richardson so it wasn't all bad!

And last night saw the relatively rare occurrence that is an Upper Cut rehearsal; we're looking forward to 4 shows this month - that's a tour by our standards! And Ruts D.C. play an acoustic show at Rough Trade East tomorrow night - that's if any of us can get there. There's a tube strike you know... 

Parklife

These two photographs show the stages that The Chicago Blues Brothers played on this weekend. The smaller indoor one was the scene of our performance at The Pheasantry in Chelsea, while the outdoor one is in London's Hyde Park and is considerably bigger, although as it turned out we probably had about the same amount of room at both shows... 

Friday evening saw our first show at The Pizza Express on The King's Road. We'd been told that we could get into the basement venue at 4pm but there was a meeting there until 5 o'clock so I dropped my stuff off and walked back to The Saatchi Gallery. Many years ago I went through a period of visiting art galleries on a fairly regular basis (I think I thought it would do me good!?!) and I enjoyed my time here, although just under an hour was long enough for me, if you know what I mean. (Yes, I know, I sound like a complete heathen. Maybe I am!)
Back at the venue the troops were amassing - Matt and Mike as Jake and Elwood, Squirrel on bass, Chris depping for Ian on keyboards, Steve depping for Marc on drums, Richard on tenor saxophone with Ian joining on baritone saxophone, Steve depping for Dave on trumpet and Tracy on vocals. Considering how little we've been together lately (these shows doubled the number for 2012!) it all went very well; we've played at The Pizza Express in Maidstone on quite a few occasions (that's where this year's other shows have been) which is normally good fun, and this one certainly was too although I for one was interested to see that the often-held theory about London audiences being reserved compared to other parts of the country being for want of a better word, 'proven'. Whereas the Maidstone audience is often up on their feet dancing Friday's crowd sat and watched throughout - they joined in here and there and certainly seemed to be enjoying themselves, but you felt as though you were more 'on show' than at the other venue. Well, I certainly did anyway. Still I hopefully don't sound too cynical (ooh imagine that!) when I say that it was a good warm-up for the next day's show.

It's official - I'm an artist. At last!

When we were first told that we were going to be playing at The Proms In The Park I must say that found the whole thing to be 'amusing' in both senses of the word i.e. it made me smile and it was also an extremely unlikely (on the surface at least) place for the band to find themselves at. Actually it all makes a bit more sense when you see that the first part of the day featured theatre and tribute shows (Bjorn Again, the cast of 'Let It Be' etc) which we fairly obviously fitted into, while the latter part of the evening featured Kylie Minogue, Alfie Boe and Il Divo among others. This was pretty much a separate event to our bit and I was very much looking forward to seeing these acts (I'm not likely to see any of them anywhere else!) although as we'll discover things didn't quite go according to plan...
When I arrived around 12.30pm it was already getting very hot. It's often strange to see venues with no people in them, and Hyde Park (or to be more accurate, the part of the park where the shows are held) was no exception. As I walked towards the stage I became aware of the size of the area that we were going to be playing to - it was big. Very big. I've seen The Who here among others. Some bands play places like this all the time. The lucky buggers.

Our gear set up stage right.

Although the stage was the biggest one that I've ever played on (so far - let's be optimistic eh?) we actually only occupied a small part of it; as you look at the picture at the start of this posting we were on the far left hand end. This often happens at events such as these where several acts are set up on the stage at the same time, making for very quick changeovers between shows. We only had a short time to soundcheck, but with the mighty Ian Bond making a welcome reappearance behind the mixing desk things were sounding great in no time. The gates opened at half past two, and by the time Tony Blackburn (oh yes!) introduced us at exactly 5.15 (a good Who-approved time don't you think?) there were an estimated 40,000 people there to witness our 25 minute performance. And what they saw was, even though I say so myself, an absolutely excellent show from band and singers alike, with everybody rising to the occasion and a fine reaction from the audience. And then, suddenly, it was all over. We'd bearly finished 'Gimme Some Loving' before the afore-mentioned Mr. Blackburn had introduced The Gypsy Queens and we were taking our gear offstage. All the band seemed pleased with how it had went - there had definitely been some pre-match nerves floating around although you'd never have known from the performance. And me? I could have played all night!

The view from the stage
 at the start of our set.

Some of the band were off to play other gigs whereas the rest of us were looking forward to seeing the rest of the evening's proceedings. I walked out front to watch Bjorn Again - I was never the biggest Abba fan but was interested to see and hear them as they're one of the most successful tribute acts in the World. I was just attempting to use my phone to take a picture of them to put on this here blog when it rang - it was Big Al Reed. Was I busy? He was gigging in Amersham and Chris the keyboard player hadn't turned up, and he was of the opinion that it'd sound great with me and Bob his 'other' guitarist.

I thought about it for a minute. If I got myself into gear I could be there in an hour or so on the train, or I could stay and watch the rest of the evening's entertainment. So - what do you think I did?

Well it's obvious really isn't it? Three hours after playing to 40,000 people in Hyde Park I was playing to around 1/1000th of that number at a birthday party in a garden in Buckinghamshire with Al and Bob. Strange but true. Oh well - hopefully I'll see Kylie another time.

'Have you seen who we're on with?!?'

Well I may not have too many gigs at the moment, but at least there's something for The Chicago Blues Brothers to look forward to in September - let's hope this one doesn't get cancelled...

Excellent!