The band’s history can
be traced back to around 1981 when Jon's best friend Moggs,
(under the influence of the recent ska revival, and
delusions of having an ounce of talent) bought a drum kit
with his hard earned paper round money, and started jamming
with Jon on bass guitar.
Moggs wasn't the best drummer in the
world so it wasn't long before he sold the kit and bought a
motorbike instead. Within a year Moggs had saved more paper
round money and decided to have another bash at being a
musician. Realising that although he looked like a stick man
he was never gonna be one; Moggs splashed out on a keyboard
& drum machine and the first band was formed. Moggs
recruited the young "Slim Shavey" on sax and another friend
commonly known as Hoolie on guitar.
The first practice sessions took place
in Mogg's parents dining room where the first song they ever
learned was Double Barrel by Dave and Ansell Collins. Within
a few months they had mastered a couple of Madness
songs...well the first couple of verses anyway.
Soon they had reached the stage where they needed to be
playing bigger venues, not that their music was wasted in
the dining room, it was more a case of Mogg's parents were
fed up with listening to Night Boat to Cairo and Swan Lake.
They solved their problems by
recruiting a drummer called Kev (yes, the one and only Kev!).
Ignoring the fact that Kev didn't own a drum kit or had ever
sat behind one, they saw this as a wise move as Kev's
parents had a large garage that they could play in. So they
clubbed together and bought him a kit.
They may as well have bought him a biscuit tin and a
hammer...'nuff said!
F*ck knows what happened to Hoolie, but Big Al was brought
in to replace him, Kev was promoted (pushed) to lead singer
and the "still slim" Shavey took over as stick-man, (no
comments please!!)
After a while, Shave disappeared
(again, no comments please!!) to work in Wales and Jon went
to Australia for a year. We still don't know what his crime
was, apart from purchasing the biggest, loudest, heaviest,
ugliest, won’t fit in the boot of a MK3 Cortina, bass amp
ever known to man!
With no rhythm section, in fact no
rhythm whatsoever, all went quiet….
At this point the band ceased to exist, it was an ex-band,
it was no more!!!
A year later, on his return to the
Motherland, Jon in true “Blues Brothers” style, told the
boys “I’m putting the band back together”.
In no time at all they had whipped out their instruments and
got “Mucky” on the drums as Shave was still chasing sheep in
the valleys. Mucky (christened Alan McMullen), was another
Moggsy recruitment…..pity Moggs didn’t know any decent
keyboard players as well!!
The new line up consisted of Kev on
vocals, Big Al on guitar, Jon on bass, Moggs on keyboards &
Mucky on drums.
Under names like Spyder Distraction, The Benny Hedgehogs &
Uswe, they went on to do copious amounts of f*ck all, (not
one gig) for about four years.
Big Al got married and left the band within two months of
the “Big Day”. Being that he was the most talented musician
in the band the boys really struggled.
They did recruit another guitarist but he was just a kid and
no one can even remember his name. The chemistry wasn’t
there and eventually in 1994 they split up when Jon left to
join The Five O’clock Heroes, an up and coming local punk
band.
The Heroes gigged in and around Portsmouth until in 1998,
under the name of Supercat, they finally just faded away.
That's when Jon got all “Blues Brothers” with himself for
the second time and decided to get the old band back
together again.
Older, wiser, larger, married, (and
that was just Shave), the boys got back together for “old
time’s sake” for a jam originally planned for Kev’s garage,
but which actually took place in the function room at The
Old Oyster House pub in Langstone Road. The “new” line-up
was Kev, Jon, Moggs, Big Al and Shave. The only difference
this time round was that Shave was now their full time
drummer.
After playing around with a few old
songs and some new ones, the boys realised they hadn’t lost
what they previously had (whatever that was!), in fact they
were actually better than before – with age had come
maturity………sort of!!
This took place in December 1998, and
another couple of practices were scheduled for the following
January. It was at the second of these practices that Moggs
introduced the band to a young, long hared, scruffy looking
chap by the name of Matt. One day while working together,
Matt had impressed Moggs with a rendition of “Raindrops Keep
Falling On My Head”, which he plucked perfectly on a wood
saw. When Matt told Moggs he could also play the guitar, he
was invited along for an audition.
Matt played Rhythm guitar and fitted in perfectly with the
rest of the band. It was at this point that Moggs decided he
didn’t have the time to practice on a regular basis and
resigned as keyboard player.
However, he did have a van and thinking that he had got off
scot-free, offered to be roadie if they ever gigged.
Five months later the boys played
their first gig, which took place in Moggs’ girlfriend’s
parent’s garden (while they were away on holiday).
Under the name of Wasted and the influence of a few beers
they entertained the masses…or to be more precise, some of
their closest friends and most of the residents of Augustine
Road in Drayton. The garden gig was such a success that they
booked the Oyster House function room, for the following
month and played to a capacity crowd.
Due to an element of doubt over the name Wasted, i.e. the
possible reference to drugs rather than talent and the fact
that at the time they had more of the first, it was decided
that a name change was needed. Yellowstone was chosen from a
list of names submitted by Sam, a close friend of the band.
The fact that it sounded like mellow & stoned had been
completely overlooked.
The first YellowStone gig was a
Christmas special, again at The Oyster House. Then in
January 2000 they performed their first pub gig at Lilly
Sugars on Hayling Island, supporting local band Huxley. This
lead to more local gigs in pubs like The Admiral Drake, The
Contented Pig and The New Theatre Royal where they played to
their largest audience to date supporting tribute band
IN4XS. In all a total of 25 gigs were performed that year
and the boys had finally established themselves in the
Portsmouth music scene.
In the mean time, Moggs who was now
full time roadie, sponsor & soundman, had introduced them to
the multi-talented Mighty Ryan. By February 2002 Ryan was
officially a full time member of the band adding a whole new
dimension to the vocals and for reasons better known to Jon,
the band was renamed as “The Numbers”.
The Numbers continued to practice but for various reasons
the gigs were few and far between. This was frustrating as
they had progressed as musicians and each gig they played
was better than the last.
After an all time low in the summer of 2004 the band’s
fortunes took a turn for the better when Dale was recruited
as lead guitarist.
With a new line up they decided it was
time for a new name.
But what?
How difficult can it be to come up with an original name
that all agree on?
It probably would have been far easier to teach Moggs to
play keyboards or get Matt to turn his f*cking amp down for
once.
Eventually, with one week to go before their first gig with
new boy Dale, the Numbers became Shotgun Smile and a new
adventure had begun.
Dale played with the band for a some time before going off
to see the world (inducing rumours of thailand and ladyboys)
leaving a slot for a new guitarist. The band auditioned a
few guitarists before Paul joined. After a few weeks of
practice they were back on form with the new boy making his
debut in a stonking set for the band's first ever gig at the
New Inn. This was followed by a show in the Admiral Drake
during a May heatwave. Despite the bands best efforts to
blow up the P.A. system it was another cracking show. The
band is currently working on new songs, both covers and
originals to push them onto another level... watch this
space!