08:08 BST
The weekend saw a wide variety of weather - with Saturday visiting a
couple of extremes. Friday evening was rather warm, and very humid.
During the night it cooled off, and the humidity dropped to give a
fresh feel to Saturday morning. Initially it started off a little
cloudy, but as the morning passed the clouds opened up letting through
fierce hot sunshine - fierce enough to give me some sunburn. All that
heat energy pouring into the atmosphere caused the clouds to well up,
and then some of that energy was released as a thunderstorm. The rain
probably continued into the early hours of yesterday, but most of
yesterday was dry with plenty of sunny spells. Sometime after dark, and
into the early hours of this morning, the rain started again. It was
dry, but quite cool when I got up this morning, and the clouds seemed
to be quite thick. By the time I walked to the station the clouds had
broken up just enough to let some sunshine peek through the gaps. Most
of my train journey into work featured some sunshine, but it looks as
if the forecast pattern is coming true. Every few hours the weather
today is forecast to swap between being cloudy with the possibility of
a shower, and being bright and sunny. It's only going to be moderately
warm today with a high of 24° C, and the night time dropping to a
chilly 17° C. It seems summer is almost over barring the odd rare warm
day.
I made the bad mistake of eating too much before going out on Friday
night. I only had a little here, and a little there, but it added up to
enough to make my walk to the station rather painful, and similarly so
as I walked from the station to the pub where Chain were playing. I
arrived at the pub drenched in sweat partly from my efforts to get
there, and partly due to the high humidity - and I wasn't the only one
to suffer from the hot steamy air. The band and the audience struggled
in the sauna like pub interior. It was worth it though, and I enjoyed
the gig a lot.
It might seem stupid after complaining that it felt like I ate too
much before the gig, but I felt quite hungry on the way home from the
pub. So I stopped off at the fried chicken shop on the way. The really
stupid thing was to buy more than I needed, and not saving enough for
later in the day (it was past midnight when I got home, and the new day
had already started). The grilled spicy chicken with extra chilli
sauce, and the greasy chips gave me terrible heartburn, and I didn't
feel comfortable to sleep until it was almost dawn !
When I did get to sleep properly I slept well, and almost didn't wake
up in time for my next gig. Chain were the opening act for Chattfest -
another charity fund raising effort featuring a host of bands playing
in the large rear garden of The Chatterton Arms in Bromley. I didn't
get there in time for the soundcheck, but I don't think I missed much.
Other people, perhaps those having a longer lay in, or with Saturday
morning duties to perform (shopping etc.) missed out on some great
playing through a really crisp and clear sounding PA. The only
complaint, and of course it came from another musician (who only saw a
video of one song), was that the ending of that song was a bit sloppy,
and that me saying that the band sounded really tight was technically
incorrect.
It was a comment that was 100% accurate, and yet also wrong. Being a
musician, and not even there in person, he missed out on the dynamics
of the whole thing. One mystery ending does not spoil the entirety of
the gig. Unbeknown to him, a few other songs had hastily improvised
endings. To me it actually demonstrates skill to make something up on
the spot. Ideally such things would be ironed out in rehearsals, but I
know that rehearsals are not always possible when people already have
full time day jobs, and other responsibilities. I guess it's all
personal feelings, but part of the charm of Chain for me, is not that
they don't make mistakes, but that they can play through them with
grace, and often so skillfully that some people probably don't notice
them at all. If I wanted to hear perfection I would just buy a record.
While Chain may have been 0.001% short of perfection, what was to come
would set new benchmarks in the lows. The next act was essentially a
karaoke artist. He sang along to a backing track of assorted crooning
type songs. He was certainly dressed for the part - looking like
someone from the 1950s ! He also had a great voice, and good stage
presence. The only trouble is I don't really approve of karaoke, and I
certainly don't care for Frank Sinatra songs !! When, after what seemed
an age, the guy finally came off stage I had to congratulate him on his
singing and stage presence, but I also had to tell him I disliked
everything he sang.
Sadly there was even worse to come. The next act were a duo. One
played an acoustic guitar, and the other a 6 string bass through a
sophisticated effects unit. I think they described their "music" as
organic folk music. All I know is that it sounded a bloody horrible
racket. It seemed like a very good time to get out from under the sun,
and head for home again where I could prepare for my third gig in 24
hours.
I was very careful about what I ate when I got home, and in
consequence doing the same journey to the same pub as the night before
was painless even if it wasn't a very dry experience. I walked through
a torrential downpour with lightning flashing all around me to get to
the station. I was wearing a cagoule, and so my upper body (except for
my face) was completely protected for the rain, but it was so hot and
humid that I was getting wetter from sweat under the cagoule than I
would have got just from the rain !
The band I was going to see was called Kimera. They are a heavier band
than Chain, and they appear to be better rehearsed, but not as good
overall. A few songs sound terrific, but others just don't work for
them at all. I think Saturday night was the third time I've seen them
play, and every time it is the same. It was still worth going to see
the good bits, but on Saturday night even the good bits couldn't
overcome the fatigue I was feeling after the two previous gigs, and I
had to bow out before even the first set was over.
Yesterday I was just plain lazy. I had a lie in, and fortunately I had
a couple of moderate snoozes during the day because I had great
difficulties getting to sleep last night. There were things on my mind
that wouldn't resolve (and still haven't), and it was not to the
totally ridiculous hour of 1.30am before I got to sleep - over 4 hours
later than I intended to be asleep. So far today I don't feel too bad,
and in fact I feel far better than I expected to, or even have any
right to. After work tonight I will see if I can force myself to do
just a bit of laundry (even if it is just the smelly towel I have left
soaking in stain remover), but after that I am going straight tio bed,
and if I am not asleep withing 30 minutes I might have to help the
process with an incredibly large gin (I ran out of whisky near the
beginning of the month, and I haven't been able to afford a new bottle
this month, but I do have an almost untouched bottle of gin left over
from when the zombie dumped me at the beginning of the year, and so
I'll have to force myself to drink gin).
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