So it's goodbye from Penny and Steve at Millbrig. But before we go, who do I thank for helping me along the way? My first boyfriend Mick, who I busked with in Brighton, and on the London underground (when it was illegal.)? I have to say the policemen used to get very cross. Then we spent a year busking around the streets and cafes of Paris, and on the metro (and the gendarmes used to shoot rubber bullets at us when we ran away) then hitch-hiking down to the south of France.... so many other musicians I met along the way. And yes, we did cram into a VW camper van, with nothing but knickers and a toothbrush, with some guy driving who was avoiding national service in Germany, a couple of Romanian gypsies and several random hitch-hikers, taken on board 'til the next stop, as long as they could play something.
After a gap, while I knocked out three delightful girls (they will hate me for saying that) I began to play again, at local folk clubs in Aberdeenshire (Tin Hut, Fyvie folk club, Tarves folk club etc.) starting about ten years ago, then two years ago I began playing open mics in Aberdeen (Musa Café, Cellar 35, Blue Lamp, Brew Dog, Blackfriars, The Globe etc.) and at my local The Smiddy Inn, at Daviot when I used to drink pints and then cycle home. After meeting Steve, we extended the net to Stonehaven Folk club, Salmon Bothy, Cruden Bay etc. and then started to pop up on local radio stations, and we played at festivals in Scotland (Belladrum (Tartan heart), Pitmedden Music Festival, Speyfest, Postsoy Boat festival, Stonehaven folk festival, Feein' Aboot, Sidfest etc.).
In addition, we have gone from uploading MP3's to Soundcloud, to fine tuning our productions onto .wav, and producing our first album. We are about to release our second album, but are itching to go America.
So thanks to all the folks who have put up with my amateur
playing, and inability to sing louder than a mouse, let alone in tune. I have never claimed to be a Glasgow belter. Thanks to Ollie Allridge, soundman, for telling me to ‘
Plug it in, cos nobody can f*(%&*^ hear you’! at Harefest Festival 2015, when I turned up on my own with my tent and six cans of baked beans. And I am eternally grateful to Steve Allan, a true musician and a fierce (think Scottish beardy hard b*^&£$%) professional, for berating me almost daily to get me off my backside, and for believing that I could, with his help, transpose my memories and lived experiences, into songs, creating something in cyberspace that will last, and that my three girls can listen to (whilst howling with laughter, nae doot) when I am long gone from this world, or when I have completely lost my faculties (which ever comes sooner). If I pop my clogs today, I go happy.
Feel free to contact us or book us for a private function/radio play on 'firstname.lastname@example.org'
If you can get us 2 tickets for Richard Thomson's birthday concert at the Royal Albert Hall in September 2019 I will show you my tits.
Love and Peace,
Penny and Steve.
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