And so for the finale of our mini tour, we took the relatively short trip down the A405 to Watford. The Flag is a gigantic old pub, that still has all the hallmarks of it’s coach and horses past. Right outside Watford Junction station its a transient stop off for all and sundry, yesterday on our arrival for soundcheck it was football fans making there way back from the cup final.
As we unloaded the gear it was clear that once again our literal interpretation of the contract either rendered us highly professional time keepers, or unlearning doughnuts, for knowing what normally happens (you hang around for an hour waiting for the headliner to bring the drumkit) and not heeding our vast collective wealth of experience in such matters. Ho hum, Luke the promoter was soon in evidence to allay any fears of a mere linecheck.
As the football fans drifted away, our entourage began to assemble... not least the Vince girls (Sarah completing the tour hatrick resplendent in homemade ‘Scratch on tour t-shirt!’)... big thanks too to John and Sarah’s assorted family members, some of whom were yet to experience a night out with The Scratch, plus all the others who made the continued sacrifice, Mrs. Supercockle Sue, Lee-Ann, Ray, the redoubtable McEwan, Mark L. Matt and respective mates et al... it’s been a great little tour, but what makes it extra special is the sight of you guys in the crowd (Big Love from us as ever)...
anyway, back to the gig, The Scratch were third on... the first two bands had toiled manfully with the swirling, booming vocal mix, which was a shame ‘cos there was a good stage area and backdrop, spoilt by the high ceiling just in front of it... This architectural quirk, did not deter The Scratch however, who following two days of mega-morale elevationary rock’n’roll, were in no mood to let a bit of bad monitoring spoil the party. And so it went... straight in with 4 Play (well they are gentlemen you know, even Terry!)... ripping through Ajax, two newies, the ever growing Biting on my lip and the weird and wonderful Stavin off the where’s or the wise. This section of the set served as ever as a highly charged aperitif before the super seguewayed I relax to Spiral Scratch, Critical Mass and star of the show Teen Idol megamix, which sparked frenzied gyrations in front of the stage by 3 hither too unseen hoody style trucker dudes!... as ever once the atmosphere rises, so too does the anti, followed quickly by the Andy, this time scaling the pole at the edge of stage right, to dive at the feet of a couple of startled lady watchers, the prefect finale.
To sum up the general mood at Scratch central, by using another football analogy on Cup Final Day, the introduction of the big guy at the back has really moved things up a few notches, we're working hard together and are now tighter than Stuart Pearce’s football shorts in the early 90’s and most importantly having a great laugh.
A great final moment to mention, which perfectly sums up this mini tour, was, as John and Terry left the stage, the next bands respective drummer/bassists, whispered “You bastards, how do we follow that!” from fellow musicians with no vested interest, the compliments don’t get much sweeter.It’s been great to be out on the road, everyone has thoroughly enjoyed it. Huge thanks to all of those we’ve mentioned in the tour blog, especially Jordan and the Recharged Crew, Hug(e)H Davenport, (yes we will have that interview mate!) Luke from Juicebox and hatrick hero Ms S.Vince! (We can’t wait to upload the photo’s!!!)
We’re going to be concentrating on new material for the next few weeks, before returning for a couple of 24 track full setters in St.Albans, in preparation for our summer festival highlight at Endorse IT with Captain Sensible and the gang!
All that’s left to say with our remaining, exhilarated, exhausted breathe is YOU GUYS ROCK!
xx
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