Rhyl Folk Club

On a warm Friday night, we had a reasonable turnout of enthusiastic punters to welcome, and sing along with, our guests Victoria Kettle’s Rolling Folk.

What a breath of fresh air. Bouncy, effervescent Virginia had us all singing to the songs wot she ‘ad rote, even though we’d never heard the choruses (chori?, for the pedants) before. Many of us were wondering if the Buckfast tonic wine or whatever she was on was giving her the energy, and where can you get it.

Some of the band were familiar to us; a selection of the Northwest’s finest.

Husband John on guitar,

Claire “Fluff” Smith on violin and viola (yes guys, size matters)

Mark was hitting lots of stuff and blowing into his whistles,

Chris was unobtrusive, standing on the end looking cool, as is the habit of bass players, knocking out fabulous lines on his bass. The other instruments get all the attention but it’s the bass and percussion that form the backbone.

Virginia seems to have a limitless repertoire of songs all belted out with boundless enthusiasm.

You could tell by the number of CDs that were bought at the end how popular the band had been. I suspect they’ll be back before long.

No club next week as the room is unavailable. Big thanks to Fred for his sterling work MCing again, and remembering Rachel’s Birthday. This is probably her 3rd this year, hoping that people will buy her a drink every time. By my reckoning she must be getting towards her 2nd Royal telegram.

Despite roadworks closing off the A55 again for me (and the band) on the way home, it was a perfect night, being rounded off with a dram of Tamnavulin outside in the peace of rural Cheshire under a full moon with my lovely lady. See you all on the 12th, when it’s back to the coffin dodgers.

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