For a bunch of late middle aged men playing Wild Thing to be considered classy. What a **** night out!
So you're telling me that when you walk into a pub and see a Bay City Rollers tribute act performing on a stage made out of old beer crates, you think "this is going to be one fun night out"? Rock and roll Bluey!
I'm all for watching an up and coming band or a band that's made it. I have no interest in watching a bunch of old farts with receding hairlines and ponytails murdering Bruce Springsteen and Genesis songs. There's a reason why after thirty years of "gigging" they are still playing in crappy pubs. It's because they're **** and will play for free. For that reason, I'm out.
To be fair to be HIAG at least he is out having a laugh rather than stuck at home on not606 with man flu like me. What's your excuse? Getting ready for your 'holiday'?
We cover Deep Purple, Led Zep, Pink Floyd, Hendrix, Clapton. We are considered among our peers on the circuit to be one of the best bands around. We regularly play festivals and clubs. The word "fantastic" has been used to describe my playing on more occasions than I care to recall. It's mildly flattering these days, but I don't let it dictate what I do. I know you will never admit it, Stan, but there are people out in the real world, me included, who can blow you away with what we can do and what you cannot do. I bet you are a real laugh on holiday, mate. Are you the ****ty family in the chalet next door, that people tell the rep that they want to move away from? I bet you and your brood are a Red Coat's worst ****ing nightmare!
Man Flu is Girls Flu ! i have just had Gastroenteritis and a chest infection for last 3 weeks and have lost just under 2 stone ! Now that's proper ill
Cosmo may get owned here daily. But he owns a place in Valencia where he can escape from not606. He's so worldly. They serve paella round the clock in his favourite eaterie!
I bet Stan gets into arguments with the Blue Coats, telling them how to do their jobs! "Ner, I'm sorreh, but you don't do the fookin' hoakey-fooking-coakey like that, son! You're putting left leg in't middle far too quickly! Here! Let me fooking show yers!"
