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I am the newest member of the
flairz
family. Plucked from semi
retirement and obscurity by Chuff, due largely to the fortuitous intervention of
their mutual hairdresser.
I
had spent a drunken night at an up market corporate function, where the
entertainment had been provided by ‘The
Hollywood flairz’.
Impressed by the band, I was under the scissor, when my hairdresser engaged in
the usual bull about what I had done at the weekend. I regaled with my tail of
bopping the night away to the Glam sounds of the
flairz
and
having a great time. ‘Chuff has his hair cut in here too!’ she tells me,
‘That’s spooky’ I reply ‘If he ever needs a stand in, give him my
number!’
I
thought no more about it and continued getting divorced and trying to make a
living. Out of the blue I received a call months later from the said Chuff. ‘
Our bass player has too many ‘other’ commitments to progress in the band, do
you fancy the gig?’ After ten pints of cider in our local, I reluctantly
agreed to wear make up and dress like a tart, and I was in!! (I’ve never shied
away from that side of my sexuality!) It was also the best excuse I’d ever had
to buy some leather pants! A rehearsal with CC and Izzy followed and the rest is
history!
The
diamond skin bashing of drummer CC and the seemingly effortless meshing of the
rhythm section impressed me. After only one rehearsal I knew that CC and I would
form a solid unit, which would act as a base for Chuffs’ ‘nautical
nonsense’ and Izzys’ ‘Did you see what I did there?’ guitar
wizardry.
I
always hit the right notes (though not necessarily in the right order) and with
my flamboyant style and high-energy delivery, I like to think I compliment
CCs’ ‘drums falling down the stairs’ style and can even follow him
on ‘Ballroom Blitz’! (A feat never before achieved in
flairz
history!).
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