This band was named after an old Irish folk song about a race horse.
I’d been a regular resident singer in a lot of the various folk clubs that had flourished from the late 60s and 70s and had met with John Visick during this time. He was performing in a duo called Cottage Pie working with a lad called Paul (who later became Paula!). We all used to sort of jam together assisting each other’s set with added instruments and harmonies and such. John and I grew closer together when I moved to live in Perranwell Station where John also lived. We played at all the local folk clubs i.e. at The Rose Folk Cottage held the Church Hall at Rose near Perranporth (this club eventually moved to become The Swan Folk Cottage in Truro), and at Pipers Folk – held in The Great Western Hotel at Penzance, Bodmin Folk Club, Padstow Folk Club, Camelford Folk Club (held at a pub/restaurant in Jetwells).
John then met Sue Bushnell, a lovely lass with a beautiful singing voice, around 1974 and they became an item both musically and romantically. As I saw more and more of them on club nights I was eventually persuaded to join them as three piece doing light folk rock and some of my own compositions. We did all the usual pubs: The William The Fourth in Truro, The Chain Locker in Falmouth, The Flamingo at Illogan Highway, Tyacks Hotel in Camborne, The London Inn at Redruth, The Pen-y-Bryn at St Agnes, RAF Clubs at St Mawgan, and most of the Folk Clubs though some of these were rather snooty about us using electric instruments and on one gig at Bodmin Folk Club I had to argue to be allowed to plug my bass amp into an electricity supply! When I finally convinced the organisers that my bass notes would not be heard without the benefit of amplification I was grudgingly allowed to connect a hastily modified mains lead to a light socket! The atmosphere was not at all electric as we performed our sets that night. Check out my rather grim and unsmiling visage in the photo taken after we’d performed! I’m the one in the red jersey at far right.
We did pubs all over the County: The Penmare at Hayle, The Bluff – same town, the Radjel at St Just, The Trewellard Inn located in the village of the same name, The Geevor Tin Mine Social Club, Truro Boys Club where we were met with astonished disbelief by youngsters who wondered what the hell was going on! I think they expected Status Quo or T-Rex and got us hairy hippie types doing Eagles and Beatles amid sundry others including some unheard of songs of mine. We were together for a year or maybe a bit longer but I was becoming more sought after as a Folk Soloist so, after short tour in London playing universities, I left Creepin’ Jane to pursue my Folk Career. John and Sue found another bass guitar player in Phil Whitfeld and took on a drummer Paddy McCready (no relation) and carried on blissfully content.