Sometimes in life you have to ask yourself why. This gig is one of those times. I only knew two of their songs (the same two as everyone else) but a gig is a gig.
Neil had to drop out due to double booking himself so it was just Hammy and me. I found us digs a mere mile away from the venue and once we dropped our bags off we went on a little pub crawl heading back to the venue. A nice few beers and a roast dinner ended up being the highlight of the day.
Possibly the worst gig I’ve ever attended.
Never mind. The beer was good!
Pictures from the day out
