Day 4 part 3Few steps up the street we piled into Stringfellows;
http://www.pattayaph...VvRU5MqkcsA7CAAWhich we were the only ones in, and as I bar-fined 3 of them the first night, we were more than welcomed. I realized that first night my posse also went to Ezy, but only stayed there for one drink as Karl wasn’t there, as
Yoyo sat with us and reminded us all of that nights events.
Sony and
Kate looked at me with a, “Well I’m not surprise about that”, look, and laughed.
So as it was a bit more cheery in Stringfellows, I rang the bell.
Yoyo comically puckered her lips and said with a frown, “You know Paul……I fed up ……. Can I go with you tonight?” ………. “I don’t know
Yoyo!” ……… “Ahh you have two beautiful ladies….. And you not want me because I too ugly” ………… “No, no
Yoyo it’s not that, I am with
Sony only…….
Kate is my sister……… if you want to come with us, then you will have to sort it out with
Sony!” Well, after the last episode, and comical
Yoyo cracking jokes and making the girls laugh,
Sony took to
Yoyo right away, and between the two of them, they decided it would be nice to get to know each other better.
So here I’m off again on a stampede with another posse. And headed too Ezy,
http://www.pattayaph...MuRUY9nkckC7CAA (This pic on the lacation, is the entrance to Soi BJ, so small that every one finds it difficult to find, but this is what it looks like and you see the location on the map.)
Karl wasn’t there again, so we all had one drink, when I remembered my Thai mate
Noy who died the week before, and figured I would have to pay my respects to his widow, and give her a little business with my posse at hand. So we baht bused it down there.
http://www.pattayaph...SwRUWdrkcdC7CAANow veterans to Pattaya would have known
Noy, as he and his wife had a bar before in Soi 9 for years, before they had to move to this location on the link, because of making room for that new shopping mall, the ‘New Central Plaza’. He would sit there and play old school rock, along with his bass guitarist, which is always stoned, and with the aid of an old drum machine, sung like a fog horn, because of smoking too much weed, but was one of the best guitarists around and well respected for it. My relationship with him and his wife goes way back almost 27 years, when they had their first bar on the beach road.
His widow was glad to see us all, and no problems of me taking a bunch of LB’s, the more the merrier as business is business, and of course my posse had never been here before for obvious reasons. Luckily that night it was a get together, of all the old school musicians from around Pattaya and Bangkok, some well know names including Lam Morrison, and a couple of older ones that had retired, to pay tribute to
Noy. So everyone took a turn, and the music was coming out fast and heavy.
The band asks me for a request, so I asked them to play a Thai rock song. I had no intentions of getting up, but when the band made a half assed attempt at playing it, because the lead guitarist didn’t know how to play it, I got up and took the guitar off him to show him how to play it, he just went, “carry on yourself….. You can play it better than me”, with a huff as here is a farang teaching a Thai how to play a Thai song.
I had been practicing the song for two weeks before I went, but didn’t have time to play and sing at the same time, and concentrated on one or the other. I had the guitar and the words off to a tee, but I didn’t like to lose concentration on the singing, wile playing the guitar. All I would have to do was sing a few words slightly off, which would mean the sentence would mean something completely different, and the Thai audience would take the piss. So as I started, luckily the drummer knew the words and joined in and sang wile playing the drums, and then also the keyboard player joined in, but the bass player just sat there like a twat, even when I faced him to show him the cords. But it all came out, and sounded pretty good considering. And the girls where impressed.
So the rest of the night I was up and down like a yoyo, playing this, singing that and helping some of the others, as they asked me to go up with them.
Noy’s widow sat with the girls and had a good old chinwag, and made them feel very welcomed. We stayed there till almost closing time, but with an hour to spare to hit Johns bar in Soi 7;
http://www.pattayaph...ZxRUVcrkcjD7CAABut just before we all left, the three girls generously donated some cash, and pinned it to a tree standing outside the bar, to get
Noy a big Buddha. I thought it was nice of them, as they didn't know
Noy, but I guess it was because of his widow who sat with them all night.
When we arrived there, John and his partner Rob and his missus, was just making a move to go to the karaoke bar he had a half share in. So it was one drink there, and
Kate was all burnt out and wanted to go home, so I slipped her a wee bit of cash and off she went, leaving the rest of us to scramble to the karaoke club in Soi Bhoekaow, right in the place where the market is always held.
http://www.pattayaph...vtRUfNqkc8B7CAAWe all sat in a circle of sofa’s, around a couple of coffee tables, and John ordered some snacks such as chicken wings etc. Two mikes appeared, and John started to sing ‘Hotel California’, a bit roughly, and an octave lower than what it should be. So as I was in an entertaining mood, I joined in with the other mike. Then later I slipped up to the DJ, and requested the same Thai song I was playing earlier that night in
Noy’s, as this time I was going to give only the singing a shot, and being well oiled I was brave enough to do it, anyway the devil hates a coward.
Later I forgot all about it, until it was time for the song, and they came round with the mike’s, and of course were trying to palm them off to all the Thai’s that were sitting in our company, which they knew nothing about it. Bob’s missus who was sitting beside me said, “Paul did you order a Thai song?”, as the intro started. “Oh yeh”, as I grabbed the mike and sung my heart away without a fault. And when I finished, I got a standing ovation, from a paced out club, as it was not often or never a farang came in and did that.
Then and the next day John didn’t believe I sung that Thai song, and thought I set the whole thing up, and was miming, wile a Thai bloke behind the curtain so to speak, did all the singing. But Rob’s missus assured him as she was sitting right beside me; she listened to every word with amazement, and it kind of blew
Sony and
Yoyo away too. That was a memory I’ll keep for a wile.
So after entertaining the troops for the whole evening, the three of us headed back to the hotel, for quite a passionate session.
Love your TR...When are you going back?..I want you to write my TR for me... 
She wasn't in Stringfellows the night I was in there! :twisted:
