Saturday night with Train To Skaville, a wedding at a mahoosive posh house outside Frome. Got there at half six, originally told that guests were arriving at 8 and we'd start at 9... turns out the guests were already there and the speeches were still going on. And then, as we thought we could load in, this 'singing waiter' starts up with half an hour of All Your Favourite Karaoke Hits. Then once we'd set up & checked, we had to wait till the happy couple were ready for their first dance... and wait... and wait...
Anyway, we finally started at 9.45. I'd been a bit apprehensive, you know what wedding gigs can be like and a ska band seemed like an odd choice. I needn't have worried. I think it was the bride & groom's second time around, so they and their guests were all of the right age to have been into 80s second-wave ska, and my god they loved it. There were three or four blokes in particular who knew every word of every song and they were dancing like eejits all night, with the exhuberence and energy that only lager & champagne gives you We sounded good and played well, and I drove home with a smile on my face and wedge in my pocket and crawled into bed at 02:30... was asleep by 02:31