Now let's get one thing clear. Last night was not my second gig. What it was the second gig of my new thing. Coming out of a brutal acting game whereby you have very little control over your destiny. And if you are very creative then that's going to cause a bottle neck of frustration. So after a zillion self tapes and the occasional minuscule part I realised that it might just be time to turn back to my original music. And I decided to use a guitar. Now I'm no Hendrix on that instrument but it allows me to talk to the audience without a let's face it, ugly plastic keyboard cutting me off and screaming no entry I'm merely a lounge player. (Hat's off to lounge players everywhere. For butter on my bread I AM one )

Anyway there I was last night at the vibey and let's face it spooky Hanwell Cavern run as a pop up. You can feel the love that goes into these musical evenings. Love that means I am likely to get a decent sound. The night was an eclectic mix of bands which I will link to. I said I was the sweet sherry on the back of the wagon in the old fosters add, Something for the ladies. Except off course last night the wagon was metaphorical, didn't collapse for being overloaded and I was not put back on the shelf, thank goodness. I was also given an honorary Hanwell Cavern coaster. Let's face it you can never have too many coasters.