Post by Slim Shaney on Oct 10, 2006 18:12:55 GMT 1
As the babysitting Mrs Slim Shaney remarked at the next days' post mortem "...and were the people paying attention while you played stuff from the albums? And did they start getting a little less attentive once you started going 'off roading' as you put it? And did they start chatting amongst themselves a lot more towards the end...?" Uncanny, it's like she was there.... ;D A spirited run through the albums in song order faltered somewhere towards the end of 'Too' when I decided, as the saying goes, to go "off roading" . From the sublime (a deeply heartfelt duet of Love Hurts, a BG-fuelled trouncing of Tonight's The Night) to the ridiculous (John Hegley's Mobile Home and The Mavericks' Dance The Night Away) via some concerted exploration of back catalogue and influences alike (Crazy Horse, REM, Dylan, The Beatles and, er, Duelling Banjos) the evening finished (or was drawn thankfully to a conclusion) sometime after midnight with a spirited run through of Allison Krauss's version of "When You Say Nothing At All" voiced by our Landlord in the style of Orville. A return to traditional Blue House values of sitting around and making it up as we go along. Not big on kudos and coolness points admittedly, but a nice way of blowing off steam. We'll put our serious heads on again for the next one, I'm sure. You can only bewilder your hombres so many times without them losing patience with your personal artistic bent, after all. James and I then spent our gig fee on a ludicrously priced cab home. In the old days of course we'd have jumped a freight train, as you do. These days, nobody needs to sleep in stations just to expand their mind. ;D