 
 
        I first heard the String Band 
  when I was at high school in Wales. We used to go to a friends house at lunch 
  and listen to new albums. Brian Griffiths used to buy albums if he liked the 
  covers and he introduced us to the Dead and the Airplane that way ( as well 
  as some really dud stuff too like Iron Butterfly and Touch ). Anyway, one day 
  he had this spiffy little psychedelic Album cover that had the most amazing 
  title. "The 5000 Spirits, or the Layer of the Onion". It just knocked us all 
  out. At that time none of us were indulging in any chemical stimulation, all 
  straight Welsh lads we were ( although amongst us was the future editor of Melody 
  Maker and a few musicians and  artists to boot) but we were all definitely 
  looking for something that was different - and this strange melange of exotic 
  instruments, coupled with two distinctively weird vocals and quirky lyrics - 
  was just the ticket. I was enchanted by the  whimsical stuff like "Little 
  Cloud " and "No Sleep Blues " and awed by the heavy stuff like "My name is Death". 
  
      To show you how young and besotted 
  with the band we were, we got Allan Jones's dad ( there's a good Welsh name 
  for you now , look you) to drive us to Birmingham to see the ISB at the Town 
  Hall. A long journey over the Heads of the Valley road , which often has nasty 
  weather conditions, it being a road through the Welsh mountains . The antique 
  Birmingham Town Hall is a really interesting place, two levels , we were up 
  in the higher level, with a good view of the stage , but I must admit I would 
  have preferred to be down the front gettting a closer look at the band . 
  
      It was a transcendent concert . I 
  remember Mike Heron got a mass of people up on stage and handed out loads of 
  different noise makers , little bells and simple instruments and got them all 
  to play along on some song  ( I can't for the life of me remember which 
  one ). A Very Cellular Song was just out of this world, this was the 
  first time I ever heard it I think, it seemed to just go on forever and build 
  and build in intensity.This show was probably the March 16th gig in 1968 - one 
  of the first times I journeyed some distance to see a band. The next time they 
  played Birmingham was Oct 69 and I'd seen them at Sunbury and the Albert Hall 
  before that, both of which were great concerts too . 
    
         We came through 
  bloody awful fog as well  in the mountains, I'm sure we were worried about 
  being able to get there.I also seem to remember being surprised to see Rose 
  and Licky in the band , as Hangmans wasn't out then, but this may be a superimposition 
  of  memories from another gig from later on here, so don't take this as 
  gospel, we are talking about 30 years ago and  a lot of braincells have 
  gone under the bridge since then. 
         I must have seen 
  the band five or six times after that , but I don't believe that any of the 
  other gigs was as magical as that one , the strange, otherworldy costumes and 
  stage banter was just captivating . A joyous feeling, I still get a glow thinking 
  about this concert. I last saw the band at Nottingham Playhouse in 73 with Malcolm 
  Lemestre and that was fun too. I recently got a recording of a 73 show 
  from the states and it brought back to me just how good they were at that late 
  stage in their association. 
        I was a huge fan for 
  all the time they were together, many fantastic memories of people and places 
  are tied to the String Band , they had no equal , as simply, no one else came 
  near to doing what they did. Like the Dead , Miles Davis and Beefheart, you 
  either loved them or loathed them, there were no half measures. I really would 
  love to see Mike and Robin playing together again , as I always think they complement 
  each other so well.  I expect they will never come over to Australia, either 
  solo or together but their music will always have a special place in my heart 
  and have great meaning for me.