My Musical Manifesto

Now, me? See, I’m your basic rock music person, with country overtones, and a bit of strange stuff. I love Eels, and Rilo Kiley, but also Tom Waits, Guy Clark, […]

Bullet Sorts Out His Priorities

The Bullet continues to morph into Young Rock-Monster. He’s now The-Artist-Formerly-Known-As-Bullet. He’s been playing electric for about a year, and he’s getting good at it, but I’m up to my […]

Music Festival Report No 3

Music Festival Report No 3

Hakk!! Hawwwkkkhh!!! Hak!! Khhakkhh!! Fuck! My fuckin head!! Hak! Kahokk!! Hok-thooee!! Ukkhh. Urk. Nnnggmnngghh. Mmnnnnhh. N. I stir in the bed but I do not move, for I have experienced […]

Festival Report No 2

Festival Report No 2

Anyway. Where were we? Oh right, sorry, we finished with Wrinkly Joe saying it wasn’t even three o’clock yet. Well, that was the run-in to the only really cheesy moment […]

Festival Report No 1

Festival Report No 1

I eased into position behind the battlements of the old castle. A mile away, the target strutted across a stage, wheeling and swaggering as only such a swine is capable […]

Oh Dear Jesus!

Well you know how it is with these festivals.  Excess.  More excess and then another bit of excess. Excessive amounts of excess. When I ‘m a bit better, I’ll tell […]

Festival-Time Again

Festival-Time Again

Yes. It’s that time of year when Wrinkly Joe and myself take our lives in our hands and venture into pink-buckskin territory once more. That’s right: the Midlands Music Festival […]

Those Immortal Words

Those Immortal Words

Not everybody will know what I’m talking about here, but for those who do, it’s a true story. I was out one night in my pub of choice, having – […]