joined the Lifford-based Playboys, I was their first (and only)
female vocalist - I think the year was 1966. The band had been
together a while and I later learned they had been known
previously as The Drumbeats. When it became apparent,
quite soon after my arrival, that not only was I going to stay
with the band, but that I was fast becoming the attraction the
band became Judy and The Playboys.
We toured Ireland,
however, the band had a huge following in Scotland. It was there
and touring USA-Forces bases in Germany that we were very
successful. Our success and familiarity with Scottish audiences
afforded us the opportunity to be the opening band for The
Kinks, The Hollies and The Rolling Stones during
their concerts in Aberdeen. The year escapes me, however, it is
an experience that I treasure.
In Ireland we were
fortunate, too, to be opening/back-up band for country singer,
Hank Locklin. Ireland loved him and while he soaked up the
adoration we were asked to tour USA-Forces bases with him in
Germany. We had a fabulously successful tour.
During that time, Hank
Locklin's US manager was the father of Clodagh Rogers (Ted?) who
accompanied Hank in Germany. At the end of the tour they both
asked if I would be willing to go to Nashville, Tennessee to
make records under the management of Hank Locklin? Yes! First I
would be flown to London, accommodated in an hotel, then have a
meeting with Messrs Rogers and Locklin. The outline of which I
would take back to Ireland to discuss with my parents. Then, the
plan went, there would be a reconvening of everyone involved in
which the details and contract would be forged, and I would
depart to USA.
As I had agreed to this
London meeting it was the first time I was separated from the
band. I was not under contract to them, that was a too
sophisticated idea in those days; however, it caused a lot of
After Belfast, upon
returning to Donegal, and not feeling well, I went to
Altnegalvin Hospital in Derry for X-rays to investigate an
on-going cough only to find that I had contracted TB. I was
immediately quarantined and never again saw my digs in Lifford.
As soon as possible I was transferred to Belfast where I spent
nine-months in Foster Green Sanatorium before making a full
recovery. That was the end of the story.
During the nine-month
stay I shared a room with the wife of a Daily Mail reporter, I
won't give his name as his wife was ashamed that she had TB and
wanted no notoriety. He was fascinated by my story. It was he
who contacted the band to ask them to come to the hospital for a
photoshoot and write-up. It was a great piece. Aside from that
there was little contact with The Playboys. This is not to
apportion any blame. My parents hated that the band had not
taken care of me and my health being that I was so young, in my
mid-teens. They had already decided that there was no way I was
going back to that lifestyle. All this I learned many decades
later. None of the correspondence addressed to me by managers
was passed along. The arbitrary decision was taken; I had no say
in any of these decisions.
That's it! My life took
me to live in Beirut, Lebanon, Kuwait, Paris, Bahrain, England,
Geneva, before coming to USA 21 years ago.
Theresa Murphy Bachoc (Judy of The