Howdy Folks.

What? I'm sorry you'll have to speak up, there was an arms race on last night between the band and the disco party in the room downstairs. I think they won :-)

The first residency at the Taverners Hill Hotel kicked off in fine style last night and saw the return of the blinking lights. Not so many this time. I remarked that the last time I had used a few more, Rosie quipped that a few more was actually  'all of them'.

Still, I think we had a better balance of effects last night. 

 Cheers to Ross, Dale, Claudette, Michael, Assan, Big Daddy and all the folks that spent the evening with us, especially the 21st birthday party downstairs.

I was trying to work out who was playing music every time we stopped a song. Weren't we meant to finish? What was going on with the rhythm? Then it dawned on me that the music I was hearing was coming from...somewhere else. I had thought someones ringtone was playing incessantly, but no, it was the Doof Doof coming up the stairs.  God Bless the Doofsters, I hope they had ear protection, I am a fan of having my internal organs shaken by the sound system from 30 metres, but I take the precaution of wearing earplugs. When the Doof from Downstairs outpaces the drums that are immediately behind you, it's probably quite loud. Next week I'll add further commentary on dance music in a new section entitled 'Get off my lawn'.

The THH is a great little pub and we're looking forward to our return.

I understand our local production hire place also does Bass Sub Woofers. Lots of Bass Subwoofers. Big Ones.

We shall see who has the last Doof!!

Aha!

:-)