![]() ![]() ![]() The format was a few of your own songs then a Beatles one, and we were able to choose some stuff our lead guitarist could manage on his own but our mostly improvised, goth-punked up version of Eleanor Rigby (I think!) really needed a rhythm guitar so I decided it was time to make my live guitaring debut! I could play a bit but being in the presence of genuine greatness in our band (as well as my embarrassing beginner’s electric guitar) always put me off even thinking about playing live, but needs must and this didn’t seem too taxing so I practiced like hell for a few nights and I was feeling pretty good about playing it… At least until the soundcheck at about six, when the vodka came out! We came on around ten, by which time I’d long since finished the bottle of vodka and was working my way through a crate of this weird Japanese beer the venue gave us to try, together with a few amyl nitrate chasers. This was a big annual event and was a bit of an honour, especially given we were at the more alternative end of the alternative spectrum the venue catered for by then we’re talking Britpop-era, so not only was everyone suddenly into The Beatles again, but also into that kind of mundanity they were still inspiring in general! Anyway, as the event approached, we learned that one of our two guitarists unfortunately had to travel to a family funeral – we were at that age where everyone’s grandparents were suddenly dying. My old (but never officially deceased) band didn’t really do covers, but one night we were invited to headline a Beatles-themed gig in Bedford, I guess in 1996.
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