Dear Greg:
Went to see The Rapiers on the spur of the moment on Saturday, 4 October, at Hoburne Cotswold, which turned out to be an upmarket trailer park (that's what you Statesiders would call it), 65 miles from my home. I went on my own as my wife Val didn't fancy the drive back late at night.
It was really a very good night, different to what the guys expected before going on at 9:30 p.m. for an hour. It was supposed to be an end of season "Rock 'n' Roll"-themed night, but it was mainly families there with young children (Colin said it was the first time they had done anything like it).
There were only a few couples dressed for the occasion, but as soon as those first droning notes of Shadoogie rang out, folk were up on the floor dancing! Colin can really gauge an audience, can't he? A splendid set of Shads numbers, Good Golly Miss Molly, Roll Over Beethoven, Buckleshoe Stomp, That'll Be the Day and Wipe Out kept the dance floor busy. Rapturous applause following the last number, FBI, meant they had to do at least one more.
Roger White
Aylesbury, Buckinghamshire
P.S. It was good to have the guys to myself for the couple of hours before they went on. I was able to give Colin a DVD that I had shot at Jack's Hill Cafe in July. It wasn't particularly good—I had to squat down in the cafe aisle and film through seemingly uninterested bikers, who, by the end, were applauding with everyone else. I also took some video at Hoburne. Colin, who seems a bit jittery about filming, came up to me afterwards and said, "You won't be putting this up, will you?" I assured him that I would always let him vet anything before I let anyone else have it!
[GO: Roger, thanks for the review. And, trust me, I prefer the more accurate British English term holiday park to the decidedly less appropriate American English term trailer park, rarely the site of such formal rock 'n' roll coolness.]
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