In a certain light, I like to think I look a bit like Bryan Adams. This is not that certain light.

October has been a quiet month for Gary Stewart Smith and his music: one live gig, one open mic performance, one new song. Guess I’ve hardly been busting a gut in my quest for world domination.

November is looking a bit better, starting with my White Lion residency, then playing two new (to me) venues: a new real ale pub called The West Kirby Tap, followed by a wedding do at Leasowe Castle. For those who don’t know, Leasowe Castle isn’t a pub, it’s a proper castle. Well almost. It’s a hotel now, though apparently is was built in 1593 by Ferdinando Stanley, 5th Earl of Derby. But it looks a bit castle-y, viewed from a certain angle.

In November, I’ll be storming Leasowe Castle. From the inside.

Three consecutive gigs in a month. Three! Now that’s what I call paying my dues.

I went on Facebook and asked my 396 Facebook friends what type of songs I should play at a wedding. Well, the responses started off helpful enough – Dancing Queen by Abba, White Wedding by Billy Idol – but soon degenerated: The Damned. Chic. Metallica. The Anti Nowhere League. And of course, my mate Morris sends in his usual request for Fish-era Marillion. Ask a stupid question…

Hmmm… might have to dust down my Elvis Presley jumpsuit…