Saturday, May 15, 2010
So a little, ‘meat on the bones’ time...
The advance parties of The Scratch - Andy, Terry, Sarah (photo’s, make up, comedy drive thru moment and top 10 list compilation!), and Recharged Radio - Lauren, Jordan, Dan and the mighty ‘fly-on-the-wall’ Hug(e)h Davenport, had already had a hectic, but highly entertaining day: Fish and chips and mushy peas on the beach, fly posting outside the insect circus, a visit to Resident records in the lanes, for a cheeky purchase of X-Ray eyes 10” and a brief rest stop at the Northern lights for a bit of acoustic artisanship and light Latvian refreshment! all of that and it was still only 4pm when the merry band of gypsies finally rocked up to the (highly tucked away and compact) Live Lounge. To be greeted by the second wave of the Scratch massive (Grim, Filthy and John) who had just arrived.
As the cars were being unpacked, Hugh decided to make his way back into the hub and was soon getting in the swing: Flyering, getting chased out of pubs for ‘taking other landlords trade!’ and interviewing manically...
Meanwhile, the (Slightly tucked away) live lounge appeared a little slow to get up to speed, with The Scratch taking it upon ourselves to begin gradually piecing together assorted, disparate bits of PA and missing mic stands...
Soundcheck was finally finished by 6.30, and the entourage made its way back to base camp (The Best Western on the sea front) to get changed before heading back to the venue for 7.30...
First up were Self Help Group, followed by Jespa and then the mighty 50 ft woman delivered 30 minutes of Sexy glam, ‘sleaze’, before jumping back on the train to London, Little Philistines had the unenviable task of following, but delivered undaunted with great aplomb and then it was time for The Scratch.
Taking the floor at 9.40. The set kicked off with Strange 4Play and ended 30 minutes later with an ever manic Gas Taps (complete with Mic against the teeth action). These two provided the pitta bread in a late night ‘dirty Kebab analogy’ with: Fakers, Supermodel, Biting on my lip, I relax to Spiral Scratch, Stavin off the where’s of the wise, Teen Idol, Dear Maniac, ATG, Critical Mass and Independent Unrepentant as the donna meat and Chilli Sauce and extra onions, it was nothing less than continuation of our ‘moulten momentum gathering snow ball’.
Asked at the end, by an enthusiastic convert, “how long have you guys been together”
our reply of, “8 years” ... received a heart warming, if fanciful... “It won’t be long now” (Breath continues to be held, world!) but, It’s feeling like a damn good band to be in at the mo!...
Following Projects set (and attempted poaching of our newest recruit.... hands off our Super Cockle you cheeky boys!) We dumped the car back at the hotel and decamped for a chill at the fishbowl, soon to be joined by Mr D who had been interviewing most of Brighton in the interim (not sure I should mention inter rim?)!... Anyway, by 3.30 am it was time for more fast food replenishment, so we pointed Hugh in the general direction of his hotel after finally managing to drag him off the dance floor!... and with a mix of curry sauce, cheese, chips, meat pies and saveloy’s we headed for the hills job done. Great night.
Big thanks to Jord, all at recharged and the whole Scratch entourage and to Ben and Pat, glad you liked the ‘goody bags!’
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