Thursday 19 April 2007

Then they were four

Just when you all thought it was safe to go back on line........I return........Hello! ok ok .....it’s been a while .....it has been mayhem at Machero Towers this week and so much has happened . Monday’s rehearsals were cool. Chippy called up to say he wasn’t attending due to work. Wifey turned up in body but after a mind sapping training course by her own admission brain was in neutral and some of her solos weren’t really doing it......by all accounts the course she was on had a speaker who should be employed by insomniacs anonymous as a sleeping aid. so I think she can be forgiven. It was also quite difficult thinking on her feet chopping and changing between what she normally plays and playing the Chipster’s bits, which kind of make the song work. SJ and Dom however had a good day ,wifey’s performance wasn’t as bad as she thinks it was and we took a lot of positives. the High point was when wifey looked over at me and strummed out three chords.....three simple chords...these chords were reciprocated by a Bass line I knew oh so well. Dominic picked up on this groove and off his hands went .....his drum beat drove the groove into a wave of sound lifting up like a wave and crashing down around SJ’s feet ......drenching her in pure Hot Machero magic....SJ nodded in approval and then her eyes opened like saucers as she realised .......yes.......you guessed it......Eddy!!!!!! “All right All right” she shouted .....grasping at her hair as if Dom’s drumbeat was coming from within her head .You could actually fit the drum kit in there ......not much else going on in there!!!!!........(only joking SJ!) “OK! I’ll sing bloody Eddy” she blurted out......This triggered a series of yeeeeee haaaaaas! from the rest of us.
The day after, however, was a sad day for Hot Machero.......on a personal, level I had to rush Mother dearest to hospital as she was experiencing giddiness due to irregular heart beat patterns....I asked her the obvious questions like ....had she been at the E s ....and had she been reading those mucky magazines again etc.....but seriously .... I dropped her to Hospital and the wonderful staff there did what they do best. She was kept in over night and thought at one point she was going to get electric shock treatment to kick start the old ticker into a regular pattern. Mother dearest couldn’t hide her disappointment when she found out that the shock treatment she wouldn’t get a free perm out of it!!!!
I did leave her over night and gave the nurses strict instructions to keep the alcohol based gel used to clean hands right out of Mother dearest’s reach. A quick drop of Red Bull in the bottle and she would have been well away....She was discharged the next day with her heart working properly ...until I drove her home as It was tight as to whether I would get in to work on time.!
If this wasn’t enough Chippy phoned rather upset to say he couldn’t get out of working on Monday nights due to this contract he had making him gazillions of pounds (ok slight exaggeration but decent money none the less) Monday’s unfortunately is the only night possible to rehearse for the band and Chippy has parted company with the Hot Machero for the foreseeable....a Real shame for all of us . I did explain he will be forever known as the fifth Machero ...the one that turned down the life of a rock and roll star so he could focus on his carpentry. It’s understandable and respect goes out to the Chipster for his honesty.......So then there were four....I have asked around if there is any rhythm guitarists who want to join us . Only today I asked Agent A ‘s(PTA committee member) husband outside school .
“don’t know any guitarists tha........... “ cutting me off in my prime he said “Jimi Hendrix?” I looked at him with disgust and said with a straight face “Hendrix is dead......if he were alive he would feel most uncomfortable filling the shoes of the Chipster with the Hot Machero!.....what‘s more Chippy could knock you up a wardrobe quicker than Hendrix could say Voodoo chile”

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