London Called and we answered!!!!!!!!!!! And so we set off early on a Thursday morning to catch the boat. Arriving safely in Pembroke we stopped for supplies (2 slabs of strongbow and a family pack of Walkers crisps) for the long drive to London. A few hours later and a couple of fights with the sat nav we finally reached New Cross, or our home away from home as we like to call it. And the session began……….
Friday morning arrived and we greeted it with 2 Nurofen and a bacon sandwich washed down with a trusty bottle of Lucozade. Fighting fit we headed to The Greyhound bar in Kensington. It was filled with people that had just finished work and were ready to let their hair down and start their weekend. Although this was an early gig and these people were sophisticated professionals it didnt take long to get them all in the Saint Patricks Weekend spirit.
Gear packed we traveled from Kensington to O’Neills in Clapham, needless to say that O’ Neills being an Irish chain pub, the atmosphere was already in full swing, so we banged out the ballads till closing time and traveled back to New Cross for a “night cap”.
Saturday………………………………. sleep sleep sleep
Saturday Night; 5 Bells New Cross, Millwall had won their game, and we wont mention the rugby results, but this was to be a night of “some folk n’ craic” We hit the stage at about 10 and didnt fall off it till the wee hours of the morning, except for when we decided the bar counter was a better platform to bang out a tune, its also a good place to bang your head as its closer to the ceiling ;-/
Sunday Morning; Awakened by a rendition of the Johnny Jump Up chorus, “Oh never, Oh never, Oh never again” 2 Nurofen and a bacon sandwich washed down with a trusty bottle of Lucozade cured us AGAIN, and off we went to O’ Riordans Bar in Brentford. Where we werent the only celebrities in town. Its here we met Ant & Dec who credit where its due are extremely nice guys.
Sunday Night; The Gregorian, Bermondsey. Back with Des and Lana to play to a packed pub with everyone in the drinking spirit. This was some party and again it lasted to the wee hours of the morning.
Monday. We sat down and had a good chat with ourseleves in a bid for self help, and worried when we found that we were actually answering back to our own thoughts. But the show went on and off we went to the Greyhound in Peckham. This was our farewell gig and we were delighted to see a few familiar faces whom we met through the course of the weekend had come to see us again.
In conclusion to this tour, it was everything we wished for and more. Once again we met some fantastic people and had a brilliant time, we would like to thank all the establishments mentioned above for having us. And we look forward to next year, although our livers dont.
Till you call again London,
Damien, Evin & Frank