You may have noticed that things have been a bit quiet around here. You may also suspect that me and my band have been doing gigs on the sly and failing to update my blog with news of fabulous performances and crowds in double figures remaining awake throughout our sets, but I have documented every gig I’ve ever done. That’s right, there haven’t been any.
You could call it downtime, but it wasn’t intentional that it is over nine months since we tore it up at Chorlton Monofest in 2016. We just found that no-one was interested in booking us and our singer / appointed-by-default band manager didn’t know how to push the issue. We kept having the same conversation, “Got any gigs booked in?” “No, had a few rejections though” and so weeks turned into months and we all started getting a bit bored of rehearsing and not gigging.
I had had my taste of gigging and I wanted more. Nick and Neil wanted more, but Pete the singer wanted to concentrate on recording. He wanted to get us into a studio and record songs professionally but it is expensive and my attitude was, what’s the point of having professionally recorded songs when we have no fans. A band that doesn’t do gigs is a band that no-one’s ever heard of so who would listen to these wonderful recordings?
So yesterday Pete rang us all to let us know that he’s leaving the band and taking all his songs with him. This leaves us singer-less and song-less, which is pretty useless.
The remaining three legs of this particular dog are going to meet this Thursday to decide what to do. The options are find a singer or pack it in. We joked last week about being a three piece instrumentals band as Pete was absent, but the truth is that I reckon that’s it for Cinic.
Well life’s funny isn’t it and while I’ve been in this band, I’ve also been writing songs. I’ve always fancied doing some solo stuff but I always knew I’d never have the guts to do gigs on my own. So today I’m on Facebook and a pub near me advertises a brand new open mic evening beginning in a few weeks.
I’ve seen open mic nights advertised before and often thought that this might be the way forward for me although I’ve never been to such an event, and I’ve certainly never had the balls to take part in one. I saw this and wondered if life may be giving me a gentle nudge in that direction so before I’d had chance to change my mind I rang the guy and that’s it – I’m on at 8.45pm at The Brook in Holcombe Brook, Bury on Sunday July 9th 2017 for ten minutes. That’s time to do two or three songs and I think I already know which ones they will be unless I write something new before then.
I’m already crapping myself.