Wowser. We played the Exchange in Risca. Could be described as the 'type specimen' for a valleys rock pub. Full of lovely people. My partner and I met some people at a gig on Friday who wete looking at our posteron their phone and persuaded them to come.
Anyway pub was pretty much rammed. I couldn't see any of the side dots on my (reissue) 1960 precision for the first set so swapped to my Harley Benton Marquess, an active two pickup fiver, as different as it is possible to be, for the second set. But if we made any cock ups (there were a few) no-one gave a toss. Went down ancabsolute storm, three encores and it would have been more if the pub hadn't put the lights on. We finished with gasoline by audioslave and bearly took the roof off.
Much to my partner's horror a WhatsApp in joke was debuted as the band's new tagline "keep it moist". At one point the whole pub (except Ms. S) was chanting "moist, moist moist..."
An utterly epic night and felt like we've really become a band.
The "keep it moist" t-shirts are in the care of UPS... 😁