2 Song Set @ Kettle Bowling Club (First Live Open Mic Set)

Hi Hive Music Family

Well today I finally did it....I had the chance to get up in front of a live audience and play a couple of songs.

The open mic event was held at a local bowling club in a little village here in Fife called Kings Kettle.

I shot some footage while walking towards the club to show you guys some of the area.I edited this intro to some stock music I found on Filmora.

The set turned out pretty good especially for a first attempt.Everyone else who played was really good and very supportive.

The songs I played were "When The Ship Comes In" by Bob Dylan and "If I Had A Boat" by Lyel Lovett

As with most open mic videos there is alot of lively background chatter from the auidence , I think the audio here is still pretty good tho so I figured I would share it for its historic first live set value.

As always any feedback is much appreciated.

Oh the time will come up
When the winds will stop
And the breeze will cease to be breathin'
Like the stillness in the wind
'Fore the hurricane begins
The hours when the ship comes in.

And the seas will split
And the ship will hit
And the sands on the shoreline will be shaking
Then the tide will sound
And the wave will pound
And the morning will be breaking.

Oh the fishes will laugh
As they swim out of the path
And the seagulls they'll be smiling
And the rocks on the sand
Will proudly stand
The hour that the ship comes in.

And the words that are used
For to get the ship confused
Will not be understood as they're spoken
For the chains of the sea
Will have broken in the night
And buried at the bottom of the ocean.

A song will lift
As the mainsail shifts
And the boat drifts on to the shoreline
And the sun will respect
Every face on the deck
The hour that the ship comes in.

Then the sands will roll
Out a carpet of gold
For your weary toes to be a-touchin'
And the ship's wise men
Will remind you once again
That the whole wide world is watchin'.

Oh the foes will rise
With the sleep in their eyes
And they'll jerk from their beds and think they're dreamin'
But they'll pinch themselves and squeal
And know that it's for real
The hour that the ship comes in.

Then they'll raise their hands
Sayin' we'll meet all your demands
But we'll shout from the bow your days are numbered
And like Pharaoh's tribe
They'll be drownded in the tide
And like Goliath, they'll be conquered.

Oh the time will come up
When the winds will stop
And the breeze will cease to be breathin'
Like the stillness in the wind
'Fore the hurricane begins
The hours when the ship comes in.