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2 years ago
Evening class, & how are we today..? Busy, busy week it has been for us. We did a live show with our Lego Johnson band on Friday; just a small club show at a place called Juju on the King’s Road here in London. Now obviously, we do quite a few shows so they don’t usually tend to intrude too heavily on our working week but on this occasion our regular drummer Sam couldn’t make it so we had to train up a dep to do the gig. Believe me, that kept us busy. As any of you out there in band’s will doubtless attest, a drummer is the backbone of any musical outfit & almost impossible to replace so we went about the task of finding his stand-in with a fairly sizable anvil of trepidation. Step forward the almost God-like Aicha, whom we borrowed from our friend Kissy Sellout’s live band. She’s an absolute banshee on the drums & she utterly nailed the 6 song set with only one rehearsal. No mean feat I can assure you. Even so, the gig was still 2 days away &, well, you just never know what’s gonna happen on stage til you’re actually up there, no matter how hard you practice. I think (& certainly hope) she won’t be offended if I say that, even though she had been great in rehearsal & soundcheck, the band nevertheless approached the show itself with a heightened sense of nervousness. Swapping drummers is like… let’s see… – like going onto the football field with not just a new goalie, but a whole new defensive line, – or turning up to your driving test only to discover the examiner has a left-hand drive car*. You know it could & should be fine but equally it could just as easily be an utter, unmitigated disaster. In the end though, we needn’t have worried; she totally owned it & all that extra pre-match tension just helped fuel our collective adrenalin rush. It was a genuinely unique show in the truest sense of the word & whilst the Gallagher Brothers were off in a field somewhere preparing to let a few thousand people down with their last minute no-show, I’d like to think we gave a couple of hundred sweaty, Chelsea ravers a night that exceeded their expectations. Cheers to everyone that was down there & extra special love to Aicha – watch out Kissy, we’ve got our eye on that one! Gotta send a little love out also to our lovely friend DJ Goldierocks, who threw another one of her fast-becoming-legendary bbq’s up in Dalston on Saturday. I went to one a couple of months back & bumped into fellow MaxCaster Mr Hudson there. He was tearing the roof off V this weekend so he was not in attendance at Miss Rocks’, but a good time was had by all even so. Catch you at the next one, Mr H. Saucy
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