Monthly Archives: July 2017
When Punk Comes to Town
My diary from 1977 is a pretty miserable specimen illustrating all too clearly that youth is wasted on the young. Boredom was a pretty constant factor but when I wasn’t bored I would go out with numerous friends to numerous … Continue reading
The Adverts…Straight Outta Biddeford
There’s always something rather wonderful about a band that isn’t from London. Perhaps it’s just me but surely there’s a certain romance in a band from Swindon (XTC) or Andover (the Troggs) or even Bournemouth (um.. Al Stewart). There must … Continue reading
I’m Gonna Break Out Of This City (or at least the suburbs)
1977, time to leave school. As luck would have it I kept a dairy for the first few months of 1977 and so I can pinpoint the exact date. On 27th June I wrote, ‘Had my last two exams, History-special … Continue reading
My drug experience with Man
There’s a conventional wisdom with general anaesthetics which the medical profession never tells you about and that is that you should never make any important decisions such as taking out a loan or making a will in the week … Continue reading
Wales, Man, and another brother slips away
Having just spent a few days in Wales my thoughts turned inevitably to the Welsh Rock scene.It took until the 90’s for Wales to really register on the rockometer and for a few years being welsh was really cool. Not … Continue reading
