Wednesday, March 19, 2003 1:04 pm 

Dr. Finbar Sets Sail on an Ocean of Peas 


Hello all,

We hope you are having a tolerable week & ask that you pass on our best 
wishes to your toenails.

LAST WEEK

We had a bit of a practise on Saturday. Since we had not done anything 
at all since our evening at the Old Colonial, we thought it might be a 
little dicy. But we played well enough; the vermin in the dank, dark 
rehearsal room seemed to think so, at any rate. We then headed out to 
see Dan Warner and Kev Garrant at the Corner.

The evening started with Jerome Smith. This guy had a great blues 
voice, for which he duly thanked Philip Morris (more or less). Then 
came the Loveslaps, who were at times reminiscent of a grungy 
rockabilly band. Finally, Dan and Kev and their band hit the stage. 
And surprise, surpise, who should be playing bass but Jerome Smith! He 
had exchanged his 5-gallon hat for a bandana and shed 15 years in the 
process. For those of you who don't know of Dan and Kev's music, I 
suppose you could describe it as folk-rock, but that's only a rough 
approximation. Anyway, they were very good & a splendid time was had 
by all (not a particularly prosaic description, but an accurate one).

NEXT WEEK

Next Wednesday evening, we play a few songs at a song competition at 
the Esplanade. More on this next time...

THE 288 SUGAR PACKETS

No word yet... we're praying that they are OK.

PETE'S MUM

It has come to light that Pete's mum recorded the first half of our 
appearance at the Old Colonial on her digital videocam-thingy. Sam and 
Pete have seen it, and swore to me on five bibles that it is very 
good. As a result, they sent her into hiding lest some of the more 
desperate bootleggers track down the precious cargo. She is being 
moved around safe-houses across the country. Last confirmed sighting 
was in Cairns, though she appeared to be moving south at some speed.

Bye for now,

The Dr. Finbar Trio