Lollys Lounge

Fattyboombasstic return to headline at the South West’s most famous noodle bar, Mr Wolfs.

This turned out to be a fantastic gig - although it didn’t bode well. Poor old Pete looked rough as anything when he and JD turned up at Mr Wolfs for sound check. My maternal instinct kicked in - getting him to drink some juice and buy some cold remedy from the local shop. But he still looked a bit peaky all evening.

There were two bands supporting us - Luis Franseco Arena was a one man acoustic tour de force, called Pierre from Tours - who played heartfelt original songs with an amazing voice sounding like a cross between Green Day and Coldplay.

The second band Bristol Songs where a friendly 5 piece Norwegian band, who played acoustic Norwegian melancholy folk music with amazing harmonies and  percussion courtesy of one small conga (or was it a bongo? I still don’t know the difference…) They were technically very good - but their music was quite downbeat for a warm up act, and they overran their set meaning that we started 15 mins later than we should (which also meant we missed off 3 or 4 songs off the end of our set) But no hard feelings.

The venue had been surprisingly quiet all night - considering how cold it was outside (I couldn’t stand outside with the smokers for very long and came inside with Peaky Pete to check out our support bands(!)) But as soon as we started playing the place started to get full - and I mean really properly full - no big gap between the front of the stage and the punters. People right in your face, dancing and clapping like (OK those people were Ian & Ella who insisted on gyrating in front of me when they weren’t sticking a camera in my face - bless em!)

I had a great time on stage; I was really enjoying the feeling of having an audience responding to what we were doing. Hey its much easier to have stage presence when there are people to entertain, you know. My fave song of the night? Might have been “Fire” - cos I could see the sound engineer Simon getting over excited and putting wonderful reverb effects on my voice! Don’t think there were any major cock ups - ok maybe we could have practiced Love Rears its Ugly head again, but I think we got away with it! Only slightly didgy moment was when Pete almost passed out on stage - he looked really wobbly and his lips had gone the same colour as his face. Marty yelled at him to have some water - he did and gamely carried on. I think he said he felt better after that - but it wasn’t surprising he almost passed out - he’s only eaten a few crisps and chocolate buttons.

Post gig I was euphoric! Loads of good feedback from strangers (dare I say fans?) in the audience. Hey I even got a nice kiss of a really handsome young chap - on the cheek mind you (alas!) Mr Wolf himself caught up with us outside and said “Well done” and said he would like to book us again.

Which is nice…