Sorry it’s a bit late putting this up but it’s taken a few days to recover from our night in Stithians. Free beer, whose idea was that?
Anyway we set off from Port Isaac, picking up Jason at Winnards Perch. Good job too, he was the only one who new how to get there. He used to know a girl down there apparently.
Having made good time, with Lefty driving, we arrived at the venue only to find that the road had been barricaded off with men in high viz jackets standing guard. We assumed that the more sensible element had taken a vote decided that we weren’t wanted. Lefty drove up to the barrier and muttered “ I think we’re the main attraction” to one of the guards, who by a rare fluke turned out to understand Trequite gibberish and even more astonishingly opened the barrier to let us through.
Our first job was to sign one our books for a young lad who claimed to have read it. He didn’t seem too traumatised. Then there were some girls who wanted their T shirts signed, luckily we’ve had special training.
Next was a discussion about where we were going to sing. Technical words like “reverb” were unashamedly bandied about by our sound man Sam. The debate quickly finished when the Landlady of the Seven Stars Inn pointed out that she had built a stage and that was where she would like us to perform. We’re not if she used any technical vocabulary to back up her argument but reverb was not mentioned again.
We must just mention that the event took place because of a competition run by the St Austell Brewery. The idea being that their pubs should upload video of their locals singing one of the songs from our repertoire. Crazy idea, considering that the prize was for us to sing at the pub with the winning entry but there were a lot of entrants and the standard was worryingly high.
Loads of pictures were taken by a photographer sent by the brewery, one of which has been posted on our facebook page. The pub provided a delicious stew and a free beer pass each for the night. Then it was onto the stage to start singing.
The set went well and, the audience was fantastic and the time flew by. Jason sang his new song (Lancaster Quay) for only the second time in front of an audience. Well done Jase!
We were rattling down the line towards the finish. It was all going so well. Suddenly frantic signal started to come from the end. Jon was in trouble, he had to rush off and “answer a very urgent call”. He came back waving his mobile so that must have been the reason. Jeremy covered well and we sang We do run run, rather aptly, followed by our finishing number,South Australia.
After having reminded Peter that one of his songs was a long one and asking if he had “been” so many times, this seemed almost like some sort of higher justice. At least there was no steam. Perhaps we won’t be hearing that one again, but then again.
The very talented singers from Stithians came and joined us on stage and we ended by singing some good old Cornish favourites with most of the audience joining in - a great finish!
Then it was back into the pub to hammer those beer passes and have a yarn with anyone who’d talk to us.
It’s uncertain what time we left but while we were dropping Jason off in Padstow we took a little detour to admire the maypole in the square before heading home with Sam at the wheel. It’s a good thing for us that he doesn’t drink.
A big thank you to the Seven Stars for such a great evening. We know where you are now!