Eighteen star turns made last night another memorable, we don't want to go home night, at Sale Folk Club. A cracking start was ensured with Steve Tilston's "Let Your Banjo Ring" fom Don & Heather and very soon there was a literal interpretation of that from John Condy and his very lively banjo playing with The Poques "Thousands Are Sailing" and later I'm A Rambling Man, for which we are sure there is treatment. Kath & Stan followed with a more mellow toned banjo and Ruth with her guitar to tell us about The Brown Eyed Girl. They then returned from a brief retirement to a Shady Grove to sing (awake, awake you) Sleepy Desert. Normal service would have resumed except Ed announced the arrival of his new bodhran. Fortunately the comparison with a foot massage, which bucks up the feet, did not apply as Ed accompanied a few delighted performers without mucking up the beat. He was most welcome for Robin's Johnny Cope, a fair old rant, and Carl's own Nights Round The Table. Ged then got up a fair head of steam when said he thought he heard that KC Whistle Moan, then I Wish I Was A Mole In The Ground to root that mountain down before his epitaph to bent politicians Joshua From Barbados. Bent politicians were also exposed by Derrick with Two Percent by Les Barker followed by Skoo' Dinners by our old friend Trevor Morton in which sausages for every meal would see the councillors pocketing millions. Ed then gave us all a lesson about life first with Silver Tongued Devil who chats up all the women and then The Widow and The Devil from the other point of view where he fails in his task before It's Hard To Be Humble brought out the belly laughs.
Well, I can honestly say, it was a brilliant night all round. The best evening so far some people think. Unfortunately, there was no sign of Niamh Parsons, which didn't come as a complete surprise to some of our visitors who had noticed her gig in London was advertised for the same night! However, we were not short of talent at all. We were visited by an endless stream of newcomers, all with special talent. It was a truly entertaining evening and provided Ed with a difficult challenge to fit everyone in with two numbers each. He and Robin were the only two unable to sing for a second time and both were extremely disappointed at that!! Robin actually declined from singing in the second half as he was losing his voice and Derrick had an evening off.
An interesting night with the news that Alan has now purchased a computer and our old friend Richard Gray paid us a visit for the first time. He had realised that the club had started up but has been very busy so found it impossible, until now, to come and see us. The first of many we hope and he hopes to be back in about a month's time.
After being warned that the cheers of the football crowd may disturb, Pepper Street presided over a triumphant evening with not a whimper coming from the United supporters next door. Setting the tone, Don & Heather took us Down Where The Drunkards Roll with one of Richard's new songs, Who's The Fool Now, carrying on the theme. Later on Old Brown's Daughter was chosen from his rapidly extending repertoire. It was nice to see Kath & Stan back and in even better form with favourite Ring Ring The Banjo followed by New York Girls and Sleepy Desert. Similarly, Jan & Mark were early birds and reminding us that St David's Day is on Sunday 1 March she sang a couple of Welsh songs, The Ash Grove (translation) and Goch! Goch! Goch! and Mark celebrated Dai The Motorbike Man before they teamed for a Jug Of Punch. Robin then gave us an elocution lesson explaining about his clipped vowels, nothing to do with his masculinity, before singing Delta Dawn (not Don) then a cheeky Lay You Down, as in I would like to, and as the evening was coming to a close, Where Peaceful Waters Flow.
A great walk round Malham including Gordale Scar and the Limestone Pavement at Malham Cove has delayed the newsletter but we are back in time to tell you that another good night brought in some new faces both as performers and listeners. Pepper Street led off the usual eclectic mix of music and verse with Killing The Blues and gave us a very enjoyable evening.
There was a general consensus of opinion that Carl had suddenly become very attractive to many of the male members of the club last night and with his new pseudonym of 'Ann Lavell Jordan', he and Sue certainly won the night as frontman/woman! Actually, Carl was grateful that he could just concentrate on his singing, particularly as he had a problem with his toe and was not feeling completely A1 for running the club. He did, however, arrive the first to re-arrange the chairs with Ann and to remove the 'Quatermass' pot plant out of the way to the far corner of the room, which was an excellent idea.