Crossing the Road

It took me eight years to cross the road, from playing in the beergarden of the Blumberg Hotel in Birdwood in 2008, to the stage of the 2016 Rock and Roll Rendezvous 200 metres away in the National Motor Museum opposite.

It's been an interesting journey.

The Show Must Go On.

Ten seconds into the sound check, blood started splashing over the keyboard.

The night before our biggest gig of the year, I got a nasty, deep cut on the tip of my left index finger – the one that 14 hours later I was due to bang on a keyboard about a thousand times and then push and slide on a thin, taut guitar string, playing in the first band at the Rock and Roll Rendezvous. And you can’t play guitar or keyboard wearing a band-aid!

Panic, then a rush visit to the late-night chemist.

Next morning, the “spray-on” bandage lasted less than four bars into the sound check. That’s when I started spraying blood all over the fretboard and keys. Thank goodness I was wearing a bright red vest.

Superglue to the rescue - the guitar player’s saviour! A couple of coats of superglue over the finger tip and we were away.

Ah, show business…