Albanian rock

Yesterday Tom formed a band; himself on lead vocals and Albanian mandolin, daddy on bodhran (played with chopsticks).

Yes, we have these lying around the house. No, we haven't a clue with either.

Tom spent the day working on material and we performed a one-off gig for mummy last night. Because of local ordanances over noise levels after the baby has gone to bed, the acoustic set had something of the beat poet, early Bob Dylan about it.

Curious lyrics poured out which included appeals to the government for underage cowboys to be allowed to work. It was at this point that the audience started crying and a little bit of wee may have come out.

I came back for publicity shots this evening but the artiste was being temperamental.