Finnegan's Wake... What can we say...!!?? Finnegan's Wake during the festival... Into orbit!
Edinburgh during the festival / Fringe is always great. What an atmosphere! So many great people out to have a great time.
We knew this was going to be a tough one logistically as (1) the bar would be jumping by the time we arrived and (2) would STILL be jumping by the time we left due to the 3am closing time. Not to worry, we were expecting it. We weren't expecting the parking ban in Victoria Street but thanks to my schmoozing a traffic warden and Willie the Security Guard's constant lookout we were fine.
Oh, and it rained... Fucking hell it rained!!! It was torrential when we arrived for the load in, let up during the night and was torrential again when we loaded back out.
As for the gig, yet again - stunning! We'd decided on a high energy, rocky and fairly modern set thanks to our illustrious Mr Keates and, I think, totally hit the mark. From the outset we were supported by Suzanne's friendly hen party (featuring a VERY hot Welsh girl). These girls parties their cute little asses off for the entire first set and totally spurred us on.
By the break, the hen party had moved on (reluctantly) so, quick 10 minute break, and we were off again into Chelsea Dagger. We thought the party could boogie? This was NOTHING compared to the full dancefloor in the second set!!! They were even dancing in the main body of the pub, in back areas, down the sides... AWESOME GIG!!!
Danny asked us if we could play for a bit longer than the 1am finish rather than lose punters - suggesting a 1.15am finish. We were more than happy to oblige, playing until 1.30. Danny seemed happy, the crowd seemed happy and we were more than happy!
Every silver lining has a cloud....
(1) Two weeks previously I'd said to Andy "What happens if the power amp fails". Last night was the night it chose to fail! Thankfully we managed to rescue it with flicking the switch.
(2) First trial of my new Sennheiser headset mic. Possibly not the best idea at a prestige gig. The feedback was horrible from the front monitor. Mind you, a £20 mic into a Sennheiser wireless system? Maybe that was the problem... The in ear monitors were stunning though.
(3) Andy's "Bug" wireless system decided to be downright tempremental at times, leading our stunning lead guitarist to have to resort to {gulp} a WIRE!
(4) Various drunk punters who decided to both use our gear as things to fall into and to stick full pints on. As a result, thanks to some dickhead from obviously the clan McMohammed (what the fuck was that all about), a bass bin, my effects board and half of Andy's floor gear soaking up about 2 pints of finely brewed beverage!
The classic line of the night, however, came from one of the hen party girls. After we did Proud Mary she said "Ah, that's the Tina Turner one!" I said "I'm hardly Tina Turner - I don't even have a vagina!". The response came right back "You will have by the end of the night!" SCHWING!!!
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