Hi Folks, thanks for dropping by again.
The mighty Horsie rolled into Coppull to play on the first night of a motorcycle rally but one thing was wrong!
I had forgotten that months previous i had booked the equally mighty Front Row to play at the Plough and Harrow in Shevington on the same night. Well as the more learned of you will know I sing for both Front Row and Bad Horsie so how the flip was i going to sort this mess out, i didn't want to let either side down by cancelling one of the gigs so i didn't. The mighty Mick had managed to make the ultimate sacrifice for the Horsie and had us moved from last on the bill to first and we hit the stage at 8:00pm, well most people hadn't even got to the venue at this point and we were set for a small crowd but got on with it regardless. After powering through an hour set i then made the short journey up the road to sing with Front Row and everything went according to plan and a fantastic time was had at both venues.
So firstly i'd like to thank Mick, Paul and Don for setting up and agreeing to move on the bill, and i'd also like to thank Andy for doing most of the setting up at the Plough both of which ensured that i had a relatively pain free night!
Take care and keep an eye on the gig guide for the next bad horsie gig!
Hi guys. well the second gig went very well, Chunderbird 1 had been waiting patiently all day to get up with Front Row to belt out AC/DC's classic Back In Black and performed bravely under testicle dropping vocals.
The Horsie set went very well, apart from my inability to remember that there are 2 guitar solo's in Funky music (sorry Mick) and Andy's continuing mental block where it comes to the Hammer to Fall solo, other than that Mick, Paul, Andy and Don were steady as a rock and it was again a pleasure to be up there with them. The crowd took a little time to warm to us but when we started to fire out the classics they knew that they were watching something different to all the usual bands that play the circuit and took to us well, a gang of girls turned up and really got involed in the occasion one having quoted "you guys must be good to drag us in off the street" singing and dancing made the last section of the gig an extremely enjoyable one for us.
After the gig myself and Andy thought it would be a great idea to pay a visit to the local rock club Maximes which is round the corner to finish ourselves off for the night, Andy had a lot of attention from the young men all budding guitarists wanting to touch him (AING) and three guys somehow remember him being in Xentrix and decided to chat to him for a while about that, in the process of all that some guy leant on my shoulder and decided to take a nibble, to which i obviously reacted kind of shocked and proceeded to inform him that i appreciate the fact that he enjoyed the gig but that i didn't quite appreciate being bitten and if he ever wanted to bite anything in the future that he'd better pack it in lol, apart from that the night is a bit of a blur from then on.
Welcome to the first of many of my insane thoughts about stuff, firstly can i thank everyone who took part in Ruddstock 2006 to celebrate Andy's 40th birthday, what can i say? from my shall we say forgetful Front Row set to Andy's ahem! Bad Horsie set. To put less learned people reading this (yeah right) in the picture a little more, 5 bands descended on The Tavern in Wigan to play in front of a select audience of whoever we could get to come and watch to celebrate 40 years of blood sweat and beers with us and the first beer was officially drank at 4:30pm, well as you can imagine by the Bad Horsie set at the end of the night Andy looked a little like this
Now bearing in mind Andy's usual ability to play his guitar when absolutely clattered this night was to be a bridge too far, when part way through the set after consuming far too much whiskey with Stu who incidentally according to Kerry was puking all night (sorry mate) actually forgot what the hell that funny coloured plank of wood with metal strands was doing wrapped round his neck and decided after attempting a solo in the wrong key, place on the neck, wrong string etc number 40 your time is up, so he lit a fag and continued to watch us from the comfort of his own intoxication.
All in all though a great night, good gig and a semi naked lunatic (you had to be there)!!
Cheers see ya soon.