Great Friday Theft-ival

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Look at this, a new post. Who'd have thought it after all this time. Hopefully this'll put me back into a sort of a routine for this. I guess I kinda missed it.

Anyway, this blog is written in honour of my bands first gig together after a number of false starts. And what a first gig it was! A festival,which just happened to be in my hometown. Seriously, I had absolutely no idea where it was going to be on due to the fact that the organisers wanted to keep the location undisclosed. Which is completely understandable because they didn't want people driving there as there was nowhere to park.

Anyway, I was digressing a moment ago... as I was saying we played this festival in my hometown, the set went down really well, there were no mistakes, I got to dance and air-guitar with the crowd as part of being the frontman and we all had a great time. Unfortunately the day had already been marred by the disappearance of our lead-guitarists guitar. Thats right, someone had stolen the guitar from the bus before the baggage compartment had been closed. His pedal board was taken too, the bastards but we can get over that. Its the guitar worth €2,500 we're worried about most.

Everyone at the festival was the best about the whole thing. They did everything they could for us, looking back over the route to the venue repeatedly but there was no hope. For a while there it was looking like we weren't gonna have a maiden gig at all but then the band that was on before us stepped up to the plate and let us use some of their gear. That really was dead on of them. Musicians can be touchy about their gear y'know.

After we got off stage our bassist bailed, having somewhere to be. Our lead guitarist(whose guitar was stolen) and our drummer left soon after. The Rhythm Guitarist and I stuck around for a while checked out some bands, drank some beers and enjoyed some of the atmosphere. After a while the cold got to us and we left. Needless to say, we brought his guitar on the bus with us.

And thats the story of our first gig. Our lead guitarist is laboriously, and possibly feverishly, looking through CCTV tapes of the area to try and catch the culprit but I'm not sure how successful he'll be. He did have the guitar insured but thats not what this is about. He loved that guitar and any time he told the story of the day he got it, he relished every moment. So, for that alone, I hope he gets it back.

In other music-related news...I've been busy working on my own music, collaborating with my housemate/producer to get some tracks down. I currently have 2 finished with a view to do. EP, here I come. Watch this space for more news of my infamy and hopefully by the time I post again we'll be a guitar up.