I can't believe it's taken so long to mention this. Last Wednesday, whilst rehearsing 'Behind Blue Eyes', the Thorvertones managed their very first FOUR PART HARMONY.
"Yeah - so what?" I hear you cry.
Well for starters, it means that you can look forward to Harry Turner coming out. From behind his saucepans, and joining the musicians at the front.
If the prospect of a full length Turner doesn't get your attention, then nothing will.
But we're not ready quite yet. We're still honing our barbershop skills to perfection (or as near to 'perfection' as the strict parameters of our Punk work ethic will allow).
There's still plenty to look forward to though, including some new medleys:
'Whole Lotta Rosie' and 'Pretty Vacant'
'Whiskey in the Jar' and 'Wild Rover'
'My Generation' and the 'Hokey Cokey'
Love you! Byeeee!
- posted from a wireless telegraph
The old stovepipe is getting more irregular than the technicolor belchings from the Vatican, and in a fashion not entirely dissimilar to the bong-based confusion that saw 'Mad' Franky annointed as pontiff, we've stumbled through the winter months in a haze of stage theatrics and flu remedies.
From where we stand now, the weeks and months since New Year's triumph are a little hazy.
We had to bid a sad farewell to the Twyford in January. Global Economic Meltdown has finally reached Tiverton, and nailed down the coffin lid of one of our favourite venues. We're a little light on the details, but I'm sure it was marvellous and I put our mental blank down to the aftermath of New Years Eve. Mark's hangover of New Years week was such that even his teeth were visibly throbbing, so anything is possible.
February? Bow. As in Selecta. Always nice to play on a big stage - and now the citizens of the people's republic of Bow know what to expect at the Heart of Devon festival in May, they have plenty of time to make alternative arrangements. There may have been another gig in February. Again, answers on a postcard.
There has definitely been a trip back to the Pinhoe and Whipton Labour Club. Although largely apolitical, I can't see us accepting a similar invitation from Cameron's cronies, but we would make for a great soundtrack to a Billingdon Club style riot - especially now the Onanism Suite is coming together.
We've played a wedding. Notable for its wonderful lady bride, sweet shop, bonhomie, and the unwelcome reappearance of the 'Bolham Revealer' (pictured) an excommunicated 'Fifth Tone', who's amphibious exhibitionism got us in hot water with the WI on more than one occasion before we spurned him. We're stronger without his free jazz trombone.
We've been to Tiverton again, but breaking new ground at the Hare and Hounds. Our sound was strange, but apparently welcome. Whether we'll be back we don't know - the 'business for sale' sign doesn't bode well, especially after the Twyford closed down. The Lengths some landlords will go to to be rid of us know no bounds.
Next stop the Bowling Green - and a return to coherence. Maybe.
Love you!
Byeeeeee
X
- posted from a wireless telegraph
