This night at the Klinker was going to be special... It was one of Hugh Metcalfe's drawing evenings,and we went there with a mad artist, friend of ours.
We didn't quite knew what to expect, and as we entered the venue, we learned that the amazing Hugh was not present that evening, due to familly problems. The audience was small, and it was a very cosy atmosphere. Our regulars, Stewarttttt, Dylan and Matt , all in bands, were there, ready to charcoal away whilst listening to Team B, a very interesting rock band>
The band started interestingly; the singer,a male, was wearing a pretty dotted dress, and the piano player, guitar player was wearing a posh suit and swimming goggles with a light flashing on his forehead. What took me most is when after a couple of songs, the guitarist had a fit and was rolling on the floor like if he'd just been bitten by a venemous adder.It was horrendously funny... Not sure if it was meant to be... Fantastic. I couldn't even draw it was so hilarious. They followed their sets with "normal" songs, which were very well played and really quite normal really.
The drawing was interesting, we were given some sliced white bread to eat, as well as a piece of charcoal, or was the bread to make sandwiches with jellied eels sold by the local fish canvasser. who goes round pubs selling prawns and mussels and jellied eels. But in fact I did learn eventually that the bread wasn't for eating but for using as a rubber. And it worked! Great artwork done that evening, great company, but we missed Hugh...Hugh, only Hugh...Hugh the Sweet Bastard.
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