“Not The Musical Mystery Tour” – Jungle Bar & The Saracens Head, Hertford. A special evening for Sonic Remedy as we doubled up in Hertford, hitting both the Jungle Bar and The Saracens Head in one evening. The lineup was shaken up, with Zak guest starring on drums (note perfect from the first beat) and Graham somehow covering both lead and rhythm guitar like it was nothing. Both venues delivered in spades — two great crowds, two great vibes. Playing outside the Sarries as the sun came down was pure magic and gave the whole night a festival feel. Despite being an “odds and sods” lineup, the band was on fire. Tight, energetic, and brimming with fun, the shows reminded us exactly why we love doing this — Hertford at its absolute best.
The Rifle Volunteer, Ware. The Rifle Volunteer gave us one for the books — a solid turnout of pals, plus the odd ex-wife in attendance. The crowd was rowdy from the off, reaching its peak during Gay Bar, when things descended into a scene of man-on-man rutting that was equal parts terrifying and strangely arousing. The “human caterpillar” that it created - words can’t really do it justice — suffice to say it was… terrifying. Musically, the band couldn’t have been tighter. At times it felt like we were spinning the actual records rather than playing live. And to top it off, we threw in a double dose of The Jam in honour of James’ dad — a fitting nod to one of our biggest supporters. Another night of chaos, sweat, and singalongs. Ware, you did us proud.
The Jungle Bar, Hertford. Textbook Jungle Bar: the first half of the night a laid-back affair with a chilled crowd nursing pints, the second half an absolute riot. By the time we hit full stride the place was jam-packed, bodies moving, voices raised, and Oasis fans leading the charge with every chorus. Slide Away turned out to be the unexpected star of the set, going down a storm with the crowd. The band were firing on all cylinders… right up until the second set had to be cut short thanks to Andy C going AWOL mid-break for an extended chat with the punters. The night wasn’t short on quirks: a diligent sound man, a packed bar, lights swinging so low James had to drum with his head tilted at a jaunty angle, and some kind of alien lurking at the back of the stage. Getting escorted out through a heaving, sweaty crowd by security with our gear felt like the full rock ’n’ roll package. Verdict? Absolute perfection. Hertford got a Jungle Bar night to remember.
Apollo Audio, Hertford. Our first proper gig, and what a way to unleash it. Apollo Audio’s live room turned into a tightly packed, sweaty, hotbox of noise, with the crowd squeezed in shoulder-to-shoulder and ready for mayhem. We kicked things off with Rock ’n’ Roll Star—once someone remembered to actually plug their bass in (no names mentioned). The false start only made the spine-tingling opening hit harder, and from there it was chaos in the best possible sense. The band played like an untamed beast finally let off the leash: raw, wild, and utterly buzzing with adrenaline. For a first full outing, it felt like we’d been waiting years to explode onto a stage this way. Oh, and did we mention? We actually had a rider. And a sound man. Rock ’n’ roll luxury, spoiled rotten. Verdict? An unforgettable debut. Sonic Remedy arrived, and Hertford didn’t know what hit it.