I went to a GIG last night, for the first time in AGES. It had been so long, in fact, that I forgot how gigs WORK and turned up just after 7:30pm i.e. at DOORS. What was I thinking?
It all turned out fine for LO! I was at The Moths Club to see Prolapse, and being there so early meant I ended up sitting in the front room for about an hour chatting to a parade of CHUMS who came strolling through the door. It was lovely, also slightly unnerving, as everybody looked a) THE SAME and b) simultaneously OLDER. It felt like I was living through a memory of a similar night somewhere TWO DECADES ago, except everyone seemed quite a lot HAPPIER now, and also a bit more excited about the fact that we were all OUT!
I last saw a lot of these same people a couple of years ago i.e. the LAST time Prolapse did a reunion gig! That meant that we'd already done a lot of the "I haven't seen you this century!" stuff back then, so this time there was more general catching up. It was like going to a really nice reunion, except with some people making a RACKET every now and then so you had to stop talking.
The first such noisemakers were FIVEHEAD from Leicestershire, a band SO YOUNG that one of them had been one of the Actual Children in our 'Do The Indie Kid' video! He seems to have grown up VERY quickly - we only put that out, as far as I recall, last year? They were dead good, doing their first London gig and everything, although I did feel for them halfway through when a LEAD broke and they had to stop and fix it. Some things never change!
After they'd finished there was even more HUGGING and saying hello to people I hadn't seen for AGES, before Prolapse rather selfishly interrupted us all and started doing a gig. Scottish Mick was saying that they had only done two practices in the past 23 years (we are much more professional and have done THREE TIMES that many) but it sounded GRATE. I tell you what, their drummer is VERY good!
The whole gig was actually a low-key warm-up for Tim's birthday party this weekend, to mark him turning FIFTY earlier this week! It's all a bit strange - I spent much of the set stood with Sorted Supremo Dave Dixey, and we were discussing the fact that his own FORTIETH birthday party seems quite recent (NB it was 18 years ago) and at the time we all thought he was becoming VERY OLD.
It was a lovely evening, though I must confess that I am feeling ALL MY YEARS this morning. How did I manage to do this sort of thing three or four times a week EVERY week? And how am I going to cope with doing it all AGANE at the weekend? PRAY for me!!