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Thursday 19th October 2006
The Thursday Thing @ Portsmouth Registry

The Elements
The Heights
The Dawn Chorus

Roman numerals are getting very difficult to work out now. One more gig and I’ll be able to unleash the power of XL! It’s just occurred to me, we played our first gig in early December 2006, and we’re on 39 gigs played, so by the time our 1 year anniversary arrives we will be close to the 52 gigs in a year mark, which I’d be quite proud of. It seems like a long, long time ago that we started putting Michael, Blood and All this… together in Matt’s garage. We’ve written probably 25-30 songs in that time, and by the end of the year we should have 20 of them committed to tape. In our second year I want to write and record even more. It will be hard because you never want to feel like you’re re-treading old ground or becoming formulaic, but that’s what I want to do.
So, last night’s gig. The Elements stepped in for the Good Time Charlies at the last minute, and decided not to soundcheck or stay around for food, which meant more garlic bread, onion rings and potato wedges the size of your head for ourselves and those pesky welsh scamps The Heights. It was quite a strange one as far as the audience was concerned. The place was pretty full as usual, but each audience member seemed to have been placed on a strict 3 claps per-song limit. It wasn’t just us either, The Heights sounded absolutely immense and had me and Neil whooping and clapping, but they were met with a similar shrug of the shoulders by the crowd. Very strange. But, as always at The Reg, a fun night was had by all so we have no complaints to speak of. I hope The Heights managed to find a floor to sleep on somewhere in Portsmouth, I would have offered them my own but I don’t really think they’d have appreciated being lost in Stubbington this morning, plus when my folks found 4 sweaty young welshmen asleep on the living room floor they’d probably have thought I’d rocked so hard I’d gone all gay in the head.
We have no shows now until the Wedgewood Rooms next week, which I’m starting to crap myself about since I currently have a book of 100 tickets in my pocket with 95 tickets still intact. Shit the bed. For the next 7 days i’m going to be phoning long lost uncles, aunties, friends of friends and possibly stopping people in the street to try to get rid of some. Hopefully see you there.
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