So now here we are & it’s 2012…I trust y’all have had a good break and managed to get some sand in between your feets and the jandal sole. I’m sure it’s been summer somewhere but here in Wellington I’d agree with Mr Tom Scott when he wrote something along the lines of “I don’t mind the whole ’4 seasons in one day’ thing, but could at least ONE of them be summer?
So anyhoo it’s now actually the 2nd month of 2012 and the Heads are FINALLY doing something about it! Check out the Upcoming column to see the gigs as they appear…at the mo we are playing at the Bristol in March which may be our first of the year. It’ll be a bash to remember (at least, I hope I remember it). Really. New songs, new music, and hopefully one repaired Stratocaster.
Went to the Southern Cross last Friday to see Tom Rodwell (aka Storehouse) who played as fine a set of primitive blues/gospel/calypso as you’d hear anywhere. Just him & guitar, an amazingly tuned-in drummer, and a plywood box that he stomped on to keep time, a la early John Lee Hooker (alright, John Lee used bottle tops on the soles of his shoes, but you get the picture). It being a 7s night, there was us and about 30 other people in the audience interested in what he was doing. Mos’ DEF’ the rest of youse’s loss! Check him out on Google or whatever system you use on the World Wide Waste of Time.
And sadly: RIP
Mary Yandall; Hubert Sumlin; Ritchie Pickett; Blanket Man.