50 years ago Britain was crowning a new Queen.
25 years ago the Sex Pistols were number 1 in the charts.
God save the Queen? I say never mind the bollocks! Ha !
Despite assurances from the pressing plant, the
finished anarcoustica CD’s have not arrived in time for this festival
so we are well out of pocket BUT we are off to celebrate (the official
line if asked by the BBC) the Queens Jubilee by playing a music
festival in Coleford in the lovely Forest of Dean.
First stop along the way is Ledbury -
Bleeding Hearts (and their battle bus’s headquarters). Steve is not a
happy chap today. He found a McDonalds wrapper in his garden. This is
amazing considering he hates McShites, never goes there, and that
the nearest one is 17 miles away in Hereford. Steve reckons it says
something about them, their environmental policies and the type of
people who frequent them and throw away their Mcrubbish just about
anywhere and don’t care. Good point.
We all cram into the luxury air conditioned
tourbus (Ford Transit with the front window open—no back windows—it
keeps Gaz the drummer quiet in the dark so he sleeps just like a bird)
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Hearts & Oysters
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Nick the fiddle reckons the gig is gonna be great ‘cus the weather is
gonna be really nice (its pissing down at the mo) and because we got
this gig thanks to the Oysterband and Al at Gloucester Guildhall, where
the festie promoter saw us play with them last year and booked
us on the spot!
We arrive well early—we are on at 7.30pm
so get chance to have a look round and buy some real cider from a
stall along with some veggie somosas from a nice lady who I forgot
to pay—but hell Steve will pay he’s a lovely chap—but he finds out
and tells me to piss off.
The festival is well organised and already
so early there must be 4000 people milling about watching some
of the other excellent bands—there does seem a Caribbean vibe to
it all so we worry how we are going to go down if this is the theme?
We spot a big wheel that Gaz remarks is the famous “Coleford Eye”
this is a joke that then persists throughout the day. Yawn.
The good thing is that there must be a few
hundred Bleeding Hearts fans but most people are Bleeding Hearts
virgins it seems.
Time to play arrives, no sound check
as is common with most festivals but this does not bother us we
are used to it and try and be professional when playing with our
knobs. Straight into “Democracy”, awesome, great sound on stage
but too loud but Steve likes it like this. Steve has broken
with tradition tonight and done a set list—only ‘cus we have
to stop for 15 minutes at 9.00pm. He hates doing set lists it’s
too predictable; but the festival is running late ‘cus we don’t
start til 8.30pm—an hour late; we stop at 9.00pm to let the BBC
do their TV thing and everyone do a Beatles singalong, to which
Gaz plays drums for an assembly of festival organisers doing their
bit. It all works out ok though.
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I spy with my Coleford eye! Gel, Nick & Steve rock-it-up at Coleford festie!
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Back in with drunken sailor and a blistering
2nd half—highlight being our song “take me to the promised land”
about the way kids get mistreated by adults for heir own power games.
Hundreds of Union jacks waving. OH NO. Still, it might look ace on the
video (postscript—it does !!!!!). We end with “Black Country Bomb” about
how Europe’s biggest (and profitable) Brierley Hill’s Roundoak
steelworks got demolished in the 80’s to make way for a
shopping centre (and a huge McDonalds) Thousands on the dole,
still are. Oh it makes me proud to be British.
Overall, the gig was brilliant, weather was
great (Nick was right), crowd were ace (7500 !!!!!), so loads of new
fans, Sue and Co. who organised it were spot on and we really
enjoyed it. Go to bed absolutely knackered but happy. And we
got paid !!!! It doesn’t get any better and we've got more to come! -
Chalgrove Charity Festival, Pigstock, Gig in The Park and the
Green Blade Fayre - this summer is going to be the Bollocks!!!.
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