A fantastic social evening. Andrew, Ste & I were all present for this gig and were all free to have a drink or two. To add to that, a friend of ours, Aaron, was at the gig with his Uncle Alan. We caught up with them just after the support act finished.
The evening started with a trip for Ste & I to the Tynebank Brewery for a record market browse and a nice pint. Ste picked up a bit of Bob Dylan and The Byrds. I left empty handed.
Back to Ponteland and an eventful trip to the Blackbird pub while we waited for Andrew to arrive. 1 pint down and we found ourselves generously offering to share our table with a young family. The two young kids seemed to be out pretty late on a busy drinking evening. This proved to be the case. Ste & I were busy chatting as I heard the clunk of something metal (a toy car it would seem) clanking my 3/4 full pint of beer. The glass was sent over by this matchbox projectile and the contents rapidly gushed across the table entirely soaking Ste’s jeans. Profuse apologies from the parents and a fresh pint didn’t particularly make up for the saturated jeans. To make matters worse, another glass was sent flying. This time half a glass of coke flowed on to the floor making the top of my trainers pretty damp. Andrew arrived and got a pint in. Ste spent a considerable amount of time under the hand dryers and Andrew ordered us an Uber.
We headed to the Hawkers market and grabbed an awesome kebab each from Baba Ganoush and three pints of Goodbye Eric. Andrew grabbed a slice of diabetes from Cake Couture & Ste and I decided some pizza fries were required from Dirty Fries. A power walk to The Boiler ship enables us to pitch up towards the support acts conclusion.
Pints of Silver Dollar were the order of the evening.
It was at that point that we met up with Aaron and Uncle Alan.
The gig itself was completely different to anything I’ve been to before. No band. No words. Just a man and a laptop. I’ll admit that it wasn’t really to my tastes, but I could see that the three A’s (Andrew, Aaron & Uncle Alan) were completely absorbed.
There was a screen with some imagery that sort of matches the music, but it wasn’t enough for me. I connected slightly to the last time which had a few chimes from Coldplay’s Viva La Vida album, but that was about it.
Post- gig, we nearly took on another one. Andrew has seen that DJ Format was playing Head of Steam. We marched that way, but dipped out after taking a peak in the venue and discovering there was only a slack handful of others there (at 11ish) and it wasn’t due to finish until 3am.
We took on board another pint in The Forth before saying our goodbyes and catching an Uber home.
A good night had by all. I love this gig a month lark.
24th gig of the year last night. Jon Hopkins at The Boiler Shop. Not my usual music taste. Andrew’s choice this time. #agigamonth2018 pic.twitter.com/U75C8TqEVQ
— Chris Williams (@cwblueroom) November 18, 2018