28 June 2014 Off to a Tee

For the second weekend in a row, Desperate Measures were gathering to play - this time, for a retirement party at Boringdon Golf Club in Plympton.  Following early doubts about the space available for the band, we squeezed into a small hole at the end of a function room.

No room for dancers

At least we could store our instrument cases in a handy storeroom.  Which appropriately enough we called the green room. We putted our stuff in there.  So we didn't flag later even though

terrible puns drive a wedge between us.

Watch the Birdie

Getting back to the music, all musicians know that gripping a glass is an essential finger warm-up exercise.

Cup of tee?  Yes sir, I'll get the caddie

Although we were supposed to play quietly as guests arrived, it emerged that the party was for folk involved in the medical profession who are unable to converse quietly once three or more are gathered together.  Whatever level we played at, it was background music for them!

After a break for some nice speeches, we returned to play some more party tunes which may not have provoked actual dancing, but certainly a lot of swaying about, nodding and foot tapping.  As Brasil played football, we appropriately belted out Mas Que Nada.  No need for penalties for us.

Although running a bit behind schedule, we finished around 9.30 pm  - an early night for us.  And we were offered a visit to the buffet, which was met with enthusiasm.  And we could all still get home at a reasonable hour, even if we had come a fairway.

21 June 2014 Barn To Be Wild

In the wild, unexplored moorland beyond the frontier with civilisation at Tavistock, a strange tribe dwells.  They speak an almost unintelligible dialect, full of tales about creatures that are somehow involved in producing the smartly packaged food we find in our supermarkets.

The Desperates' expedition to this secret and dangerous land was planned carefully and led by a native guide known as Teth. Following her instructions, we were directed to a remote shed where native musicians were inciting the gathered tribe into a frenzy.



The Barn Trilogy

Frenzied Wee Barns

As we doused ourselves with insect repellent, we were handed small pieces of red parchment which is used as currency in this region, and were able to purchase bowls of local potions which proved very refreshing.  After much native festivity and dancing, there were initiation processes for the tribal young who sang strange songs associated with mating ceremonies and customs.

Finally we were able to play.  Our introduction of our more sophisticated music was obviously unknown to the natives who danced feverishly to the new rhythms.  As the midnight hour approached, we attempted to leave but were urged to stay and play more.  We relented and ended with an upbeat tune that exhausted the locals and allowed us to make our exit, following the flaming torches held by our local guide to the nearby dark fields.

7 July 2014 Coming Soon

Next Sunday lunchtime, Desperate Measures at the Bedford Hotel, Tavistock.