Peace Pipe Show: 3/8/2019 Hatch

Loic J Tuckey & Zebedee C Budworth Live at Hatch

 

I’m thrilled to announce I’ll be performing at Hatch in Sheffield on August 3.  The Eagle-Eyed Cherries out there will notice the date of the show is actually tomorrow. You can blame my social media team for the late notice.

I’ll be performing with my mate as part of the classic Loic J Tuckey and Zebedee C Budworth line up. Sure, we’ll play a selection of our usual stripped-back blues-style tunes. But, in a bid to spice up your life, we’re bringing along some other musicians to help.

loic j tuckey hatch august

Let The Peace See The Pipe

This experimental team will hopefully see us combine the western-influenced songs we perform in public with the freeform jams we store in private.  We call these the Peace Pipe sessions. We’re as excited as anyone to find out if we can pull it off.

Included in the performance will be an improvised rendition of our Santana Lube Ad jam.

To cut a long story short, we were a condom’s gearth away from featuring on a lubricant advert. Our brief was to sound like Santana. Unfortunately, we missed out. In the end, the sex company went with Santana.

Hatch, Sheffield – August 3

The show costs £5 to get in. But, you can bring your own refreshments. The event page is here and here.

Other performers at the show will be Alex Hunter and Bethan Robinson.

Bethan is a good friend of mine with a really great voice. She plays a lovely guitar and I’m convinced you’ll like her a lot.

Alex Hunter is equally as good. I’ve known him since being a young lad at school and it was Alex who initially taught me how to play the guitar. I hate to imagine what he thinks of my technique these days.

The Story of the Smashed Ibanez

One time, Alex smashed up my Ibanez. He’d gotten into throwing the guitar around his neck like the professional rock gods do and used my Ibanez GIO to practise. He practised on the lawn outside a pal’s before calling everyone down to show us his new move.

Then, it happened.

As planned, the guitar flew around his neck and spun around to his other side.

The strap came unstuck from the base of the body, unhooking itself from the strap button and flew through the air. Then, it slammed right into the heart of Paul’s mum’s stone flower raised bed.

The electronics were smashed. The body was desperately damaged after the heavy blow.

So it goes.