It was an emotional afternoon at Ashton Keynes Music Festival as we returned back to the Mother Ship from whence The Magnificent AK47, or the Spooky Blokes of Ashton as we were known for a little while, were spawned.
It's hard to believe that just about 3 years ago we staggered into the public consciousness, swaying onto the stage on the Sunday afternoon doing a rendition of the Volga Boatman song and then massacred Rawhide and polished off a version of "Vo slav!" to depart to tumultuous applause.
How times have changed. This time we marched on and ran rings round some of the audience to a drill song and then proceeded to wow the assembled throng with "Concrete" (which we must never announce again as it gives away the joke), a fantastic, best ever yet version of "Tsmidao", a glorious confessional version of "No Satisfaction" and finshed off with a audience participartion of "Down to the river to pray". There were some very bewildered looks from some of the younger children but the vast majority of the audience seemed to thoroughly enjoy us.
Chris was delighted with the performance and thought some of the singing was the best we have ever done to date. All very gratifying along with the many, many wonderful comments people have made about us in the last few days.
Onwards and upwards and here's to a great performance at the Corsham Festival tomorrow night.
Well done, lads, your mothers would be proud (in fact mine was!) even if they don't quite understand what's going on!