Friday I steered clear of the poisonous prawns and stuck to that good old British staple, fish ‘n’ chips, soused in vinegar and liberally sprinkled with rock salt, mm, mm. Later on I strolled into town to watch Hazzard County at the Old White Swan. Sometimes I forget just how good they really are and they were on fire! At one point the bar was graced by the fleeting presence of Chris Helme rushing on his way to be some place else. Needless to say I didn’t fall into bed until 1:30am.
Saturday evening there was a visit to Fibbers where Mr Helme was headlining with The Yards. The support band were The Summits. Now I don’t know much about them except they formed in February this year and the female singer (who has a superb voice) is Jess Penn. Anyway, they were brilliant, sort of Maroon 5 on speed, and the crowd loved them so much they even gave us an encore of R.E.S.P.E.C.T. It’s not often that the support get an encore!
The Yards were much improved with a few covers and songs from both their last album and their forthcoming offering. Some of the new material was a bit Starsailor/Snow Patrol, and I mean that in a good way. It left me very much looking forward to their new album. Somewhere near the back was Rick Witter, possibly there to watch his fellow band mate Stu Fletcher (he plays in the Yards and Rick’s band, The Dukes.)
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