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May. 3rd, 2007 03:45 pmSaw Bex Marshall in Wujo's Guitars.
I played guitar for her during a set of gigs at the Edinburgh festival in Sept 2001 and then on and off for a couple of years. I haven't seen her for some three/four years. When Roly, the bass player commited suicide, her backing band fell apart, and she continued solo. Also she's married, which I didn't know. At the time of the tour she had been stepping out with the road-manager, Lee, who's a lovely guy, and is ex-forces, if I remember right.
Alan, who runs Motion Studios, was her drummer, and we were roomates on that trip.
Roly, god bless his soul, managed to share with the female video producer, of whom he was enamoured - I thought she was dead pretty for a short girl, and nice too - Roly always did have good taste.
It was an eventful trip in so many ways. The bloke in whose house we were staying (John) was one of Bex's good friends, but he was very gay. He took a fancy to Alan: amazing the pulling power of your athletic drummer - Al (ex marine) didn't want to hit him because we were all staying there, but didn't quite know how to deal with it all - some 60 year old queenish sort of Scot who was very nice, but...
So when we all (Band, Road-crew etc) ganged up on Alan after a really heavy drinking session (for me that means more than a pint, and I think I had three, or maybe four - for the others...well all I can say is I wouldn't want to exchange livers, my dears) and pushed him semi-naked out of his room he freaked completely for about two minutes, until we threw his clothes out, and let him back in, virginity still intact.
Eventually he saw the funny side and forgave us all.
The headaches were magnificent that tour, I recall.
We still tease Al about the night he got so drunk he passed out (normally at Christmas and on his Birthday, when we all get together, other commitments excepting). We still haven't let on that John, the gay Scotsman, didn't persuade him to do anything against his nature. Ergo, during this teasing sometimes Al wears a slightly worried expression. (I'm accepting collective responsibility on this one - none of this was my idea, but... Band, roadcrew, and tours being traditionally slightly more insane than real-life.)
Some three years after this eventful tour and other various gigs aroud the country, after some recording, and when we hadn't seen Roly for two weeks, Bex went around to his place and was the one who found Roly's body - He'd hanged himself. The woman he loved didn't love him and he could see no way out, poor bunny: also he was finding it more difficult to get work as a freelance engineer as the industry was/is in turmoil. He was a good man, good bassist and guitarist, and a delight to be around.
RIP Roly: you deserved happier, my dear, by far.
Bex Marshall supports Country Joe (with or without the fish) on Tuesday 5th June 2007, at the Borderline, just off Charing Cross Road. She's got a great voice and three or four drop dead gorgeous songs, and man, she can play.
I played guitar for her during a set of gigs at the Edinburgh festival in Sept 2001 and then on and off for a couple of years. I haven't seen her for some three/four years. When Roly, the bass player commited suicide, her backing band fell apart, and she continued solo. Also she's married, which I didn't know. At the time of the tour she had been stepping out with the road-manager, Lee, who's a lovely guy, and is ex-forces, if I remember right.
Alan, who runs Motion Studios, was her drummer, and we were roomates on that trip.
Roly, god bless his soul, managed to share with the female video producer, of whom he was enamoured - I thought she was dead pretty for a short girl, and nice too - Roly always did have good taste.
It was an eventful trip in so many ways. The bloke in whose house we were staying (John) was one of Bex's good friends, but he was very gay. He took a fancy to Alan: amazing the pulling power of your athletic drummer - Al (ex marine) didn't want to hit him because we were all staying there, but didn't quite know how to deal with it all - some 60 year old queenish sort of Scot who was very nice, but...
So when we all (Band, Road-crew etc) ganged up on Alan after a really heavy drinking session (for me that means more than a pint, and I think I had three, or maybe four - for the others...well all I can say is I wouldn't want to exchange livers, my dears) and pushed him semi-naked out of his room he freaked completely for about two minutes, until we threw his clothes out, and let him back in, virginity still intact.
Eventually he saw the funny side and forgave us all.
The headaches were magnificent that tour, I recall.
We still tease Al about the night he got so drunk he passed out (normally at Christmas and on his Birthday, when we all get together, other commitments excepting). We still haven't let on that John, the gay Scotsman, didn't persuade him to do anything against his nature. Ergo, during this teasing sometimes Al wears a slightly worried expression. (I'm accepting collective responsibility on this one - none of this was my idea, but... Band, roadcrew, and tours being traditionally slightly more insane than real-life.)
Some three years after this eventful tour and other various gigs aroud the country, after some recording, and when we hadn't seen Roly for two weeks, Bex went around to his place and was the one who found Roly's body - He'd hanged himself. The woman he loved didn't love him and he could see no way out, poor bunny: also he was finding it more difficult to get work as a freelance engineer as the industry was/is in turmoil. He was a good man, good bassist and guitarist, and a delight to be around.
RIP Roly: you deserved happier, my dear, by far.
Bex Marshall supports Country Joe (with or without the fish) on Tuesday 5th June 2007, at the Borderline, just off Charing Cross Road. She's got a great voice and three or four drop dead gorgeous songs, and man, she can play.
