Once again the Village Stage at Angmering provided us with a Saturday night’s entertainment that was far superior to anything we could have seen on TV. Geoff Yerrell himself gave us a variety of songs which just proved how gifted he is and we also heard from CLJ with music I could have listened to all night. The set ended with a rousing collection of numbers by the country/ rock band ‘Cadillac Country,’ which made one want to get up and bop but there wasn’t really room. There is no substitute for live music and when it is listened to among friends what more could one want? I may have a picture of Geoff with Peter from a previous gig. My phone won’t take good pictures at Angmering because of the contrast in lighting between the hall and the stage.
I finally had my new crown put on my back tooth. Call me Jaws! It is shiny silver but it won’t stop me laughing.
To complete a happy day hubby and I went to the Willows folk club in Arundel to hear Jo and Graham ( pictured) and a lot of other musicians and I had the opportunity to read a couple of poems. I read the one on folk and one that Bryan Fletton had sent me that day and immediately someone asked for a copy of his poem so I had to ring him to ask permission. Then, when I sat down the fellow next to me suggested I put my poem to music. Some of my stuff has been called ‘lyrics’ before but I am no musician and couldn’t even start trying to invent a tune I hadn’t already heard.
Years ago I did collaborate with someone to make up a song about the Great Lines in Gillingham but in my head it was set to a tune I already knew, although he did write something different before it was made public.
It was a very enjoyable night and helped to lift my mood as this is quite a stressful week.
I was surprised and delighted to be asked by Geoff to read a poem at his great friend Angie’s memorial event, which unfortunately turned out to be a celebration of Mike Paine’s life as well. Geoff, of the Village Stage, Angmering fame, arranged a charity evening with 20 different performers who knew one or both of them, folk singers, country singers, groups and soloists and me – reading a couple of my poems. I read Mood Hues from ‘Coconut Ice’ and then a little verse I had penned for the occasion which I reproduce here. I may also have room for my reward sticker!
Throughout the ages men have sung of feelings felt and deeds well done
All history recorded by a song, to make one laugh or cry.
No matter what the singer’s choice, guitar or banjo, pipe or voice
To share and care we all combine to air our thoughts in tune and rhyme
For modern minstrels carry on traditions both of tales and song
Our common heritage awoke the bonds of friendship forged in Folk.
For those who are following my efforts at updating my household equipment here’s the latest. I did get a Shark vacuum cleaner and, at first, it nearly pulled the carpet off the floor but I adjusted it and now it seems great. I just have to get used to the fact that it turns round corners – a cleaner that needs steering!
I suppose it is because we have had our carpets for over 20 years so they are rather thin. Anyway, the hall will soon have a new one. I couldn’t find the same colour as before, a kind of blue/green so I have chosen terracotta tweed, with a green fleck ( the walls are pale green) That won’t show if we spill tea on it.
It’s a real effort to find something to be cheerful about at present. Hubby did his bit. I moaned that there were no more chocolates in the house and he came back with the very ones I wanted. We only have one each at night ( and even that makes me hot)
I know I should resist sugar but when water, alcohol, cake, jam, chocolate, coffee, tea and cereal make me hot I just have to put up with it! I did get some pills to adjust my blood sugar but I keep forgetting to take them.
Jazz last night with the Featherstone Jazzmen was as good as ever but we all miss going out with a meal and listening to them. It used to be the highlight of our month. Nothing stays the same. I didn’t take a photo of the lineup. Only two of the original band played but it still sounded great, especially with Pete Dorday on vocals.
Saturday evening we braved the heat to go to one of Geoff’s usual charity musical nights. This time it was for the Alzheimer’s Society which I support, anyway, as we had Vascular Dementia in the family. We had a number of singing groups from East Sussex and a great blues singer but the lighting is so peculiar in that hall I couldn’t take a picture. If I find out more about her I’ll do a proper review. Geoff supplied little fans for anyone to use. The evening was, however, marred by the news that the founder of “Woodies” folk club, Mike Paine, had died and it was difficult not to think of him, and his wife Jackie, and how much they had done for the local folk scene while we were listening to the performers.He was also in the Gruffs choir and will be greatly missed. Here he is singing at Woodies one Christmas, wearing the red coat.
The Charity Gig for St Barnabas Hospice last night was more than a sell out! So many people came that they had to sit outside and it wasn’t very warm. The Featherstone Jazzmen were brilliant as usual and Jasmin Goddard was excellent. All the readers managed to operate with a microphone for the first time. This is the third Gig we have done and they are different each time. The first was in a church hall with us doing teas and the second was in a Leisure Centre, both with a mixture of folk and stories. Last night we had jazz instead but the pub wasn’t really big enough for all the people who came. We made over £200 for the charity but need to find a different venue next time if we are going to be so popular.
It doesn’t work as a time to sell books but we are getting known in the area as a lively writing group eager to show people what we can do. It is good to feel we are part of a group as writing can be lonely.
I’ll add a cropped photo just to give everyone a laugh.
Using my blog for a moan. We woke at five this morning to find the bathroom almost flooded with water from the shower. Luckily our local plumber came to our rescue and we have arranged to get it fixed.
We were out listening to jazz last night but the band we follow now play in a Leisure Centre rather than the pub we used to use, where they gave us great evening meals, and we had to make do with a toasted teacake. It isn’t quite such a special night out.
Even when they play at our charity gig on Wednesday night it is in a pub that no longer does evening meals. I won’t have time to think about food, I’m comparing, ( is that right?)
I’m beginning to doubt my own use of vocabulary now – fatal for a writer! Must get back to the programme. I’ll let you know how it goes next week. We are mixing stories and music, all in aid of St Barnabas Hospice in Worthing.