Foxwood Steel Play Cafe Bliss

We had planned to play in a gazebo outside the café on Chapeltown Road, but a hurricane announced its intention to blow the north down so we took over half the café inside instead.

The acoustics were surprisingly good. We expected to drown everyone out. Not so.









We were me [Victoria], Bex, Vicky, Fehmina, Gary, Charlotte, Amy, Sophie, George, Natalie, Millie S.

Gary complained he was always at the back. Amy was wondering why she was at the front again. And why oh why do drummers have to be where no one can see them! Not that the drummers ever complain. [We need a mini light-weight stage.]

You can please some of the people all of the time and all of the people some of the time . . . . .

I must admit the second row is my favourite, but if you're counting in to an ending, it's not a place to do it from.

We got out the Christmas books out and sight-read our way through thirty odd songs, collapsing heaps of hysteria as we trashed a couple of the harder ones. Sleigh Ride and I Believe in Father Christmas were casualties.

Thanks to Peter for the space; thanks to Ted for me permettre a parler en français; thanks to Emma for filming; to the rest of the audience [though I think we may have outnumbered them!] for tapping their feet; thanks to my wonderful band for being such great players and such lovely people.