Ding, and moreover, Dong...

What a pleasure it was to be involved in Thorverton's wedding of the Year! Everyone's favourite pantomime villain gave his daughter away to the sound of everyone's favourite pantomime pub rock troubadours. It was, as they say, a perfect fit.

We had a chance to play around with the set and try a few new numbers. Although we're all 100% clear how much newlyweds enjoy extended psychedelic freakouts at their nuptials, we're contrary buggers so decided to stick to the pop.

Nonetheless, the audience danced wonderfully and got involved in all the right places in between Hog Roasts and high end pyromania. The second half was enhanced yet further by a trip back to the Frat Cave for a strategy session which, unsurprisingly, didn't involve any new jazz-funk direction.



Galway Girl, Molly's Chambers and 99 red balloons are all keepers - you can hear them next at the Ashill Beer Festival - another perfect fit!

Love ya!
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Sterrrrrrrrrrrrrike!

Bowling Green! Yay!

It was Eurovision night, and at least one of our number had turned down the chance to wear leiderhosen and cheer on a Belgian threesome. For the second week in a row.  We were frankly worried that the BeeGee regulars would be similarly diverted by the frankly biblical Jedward vs Blue spectacle.  

We needn't have worried though, the beautiful people of Blackboy Road cheered us up cheered us on and cheered our hearts.  We brought a few oldies back (Friday on my Mind anyone?), forgot to play a newie (Galway Girl will have to wait until next time, poor dear) and inexplicably ended up playing Toxic by Britney.  

Yes, I know. Toxic by Britney.

Bernie is insistent that 'someone' requested it, the rest of us are frankly sceptical.  You can take the Boy out of the Holiday Camps it seems, but you know what they say...

Anyways, onwards and upwards - it's next stop wedding bells in Thorverton Village, and despite our better judgment will probably end up blogging about it.

Love ya!

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