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The HISTORY of the Funk Skunks - Part 2 (1988 to
1991)
The Hare & Hounds Days!
(by Tony McCormick)
Once Blood Brothers opened in London, I had a lot more time to spend
on doing new material for the band. We were blessed by having a fantastic
landlord in the pub in the shape of Steve Eltringham. Steve couldn’t
have been more helpful (probably because we used to spend our whole wages on
take-outs after the gig to take back to Bob and Kim's place, so he
effectively got the gig for nothing). He even put us up sometimes so we
didn’t have to go straight back to London.
This period was very productive I was introducing two or three new charts
for each gig and we were doing gigs at least every two weeks, usually at
lunchtime on Sundays. In those days pubs on Sundays were only open from 12
noon till 2pm at lunchtime so it was quite a feat doing them at all, as
myself and Terry didn’t finish the 2nd show of the day in London the night
before until 10:45pm and Bob and Kim were famed for not getting up
till 2pm every day! Nevertheless we were all there setting up at 11am and
rehearsing the new material.
We were building up a fan -base again now, which was greatly helped when
Bob Croucher introduced me to his local barman Kerry Chapman.
Kerry came to one of our gigs and loved it. He then went back to the
Hollingbury pub and told all his customers and friends, which resulted
in the Hollingbury pub being virtually empty each time we played, which
didn’t go down well with the owners Mick and Jan Haddon (the latter
of whom delighted in whacking me round the back Miss Piggy style every time
I went in there.
These were fantastic fun times for the band and punters alike - the gigs
were great and the hospitality shown to us by the fans was fantastic. Hardly
a Sunday afternoon passed without the band being invited to someone’s house
for a party. This went on for about three years until I went with Terry one
night back to the Hare and Hounds in the evening after a party
somewhere and Steve the landlord told us he was leaving in three weeks. My
heart sank - all the hard work building up the band’s following was going to
go down the pan. Steve had been an integral part of it all, a fantastic
bloke, I knew it wouldn’t be the same again with another landlord and it
wasn’t. As it turned out we never played there again because a little side
project that I had started called the Blues Brothers came into being
and I couldn’t do another Skunks gig for four years. |
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