Sweet Johnny Nomates has just bought a single ticket to see one of his fave bands âSweet Billy Pilgimâ in Guildford on 3rd DecemberâŚ
One of the bands I crusade for as a musical evangelist.
Sweet Johnny Nomates has just bought a single ticket to see one of his fave bands âSweet Billy Pilgimâ in Guildford on 3rd DecemberâŚ
One of the bands I crusade for as a musical evangelist.
Anyone interested in 2 x Jean Michel Jarre tickets for Brighton on 6th October?
Row J in the front stalls.
Iâll now be up north that day.
Upvoted for the yummy Lisa Faulkner.
Off to see Graham Parker tonight.
Not a massive fan, but my mate is. Iâm sure itâll be a good night anyway.
Still owe this place a review of The Seratones which Iâll do when I get a mo. Teaser-> the were excellent.
Excited about getting that missing âyâ now.
The The were excellent?
Were they supporting?
The Pedantic Twats.
If you get a chance to see them, do.
Youâll find them playing at The Mirror most mornings.
Was ok.
Old bloke playing old songs slower than he used to.
Plus Iâm sober and my mate Halo isnât.
The The are great iâm jealous
Matt Johnson
Nor sure if youâre on the piss or taking the piss, Ted.
Two important facts.
Nobody saw The The.
The RaleighBoy is a cunt.
Thanks for clearing that up mate I was concerned that Halo was sober
HmmmâŚKristin Hersh in bandit countryâŚvery tempting as long as your car doesnât sport any tell-tale stickers. https://www.musicglue.com/the-wedgewood-rooms/events/7-nov-16-kristin-hersh-the-wedgewood-rooms/
Numan at the Pyramids - the best of the first three albums.
Off to see The Xcerts and Ben Marwood at The Joiners on the 16th.
Regular viewers will know about my love of Marwoodâs weirdness, and the fact that he had given up on music (illness and lack of success) but is now doing the odd gig.
Only problem is that it clashes with the Burnley match*, but I should be able to make the prematch drinks as long as they are within staggering distance of St Maryâs Street.
November takes me to Will Varley in Portsmouth and London. Canât waitâŚto get off my tits and let him write on my shirt** again.
*and, no, Big Stupid Bob, I didnât intend to actually go to the match anyway before you point that out.
**not a euphemism.
Not âthat shirtâ and blazer ensemble you wore to the game the other week?
No Cobber, it was an expensive Tommy Hilfiger shirt (a gift) in rusts, reds and blacks. No blazer that day. Just a tie and cravat.
The guy wrote on my shirt, man.
He wrote on my shirt.
That shirt really tied my look together.
Both a tie and a cravat? Youâre really pushing the frontiers of sartorial elegance and sophistication with that fashion statement Bletch.
Rust, red and black sounds like the aftermath of an accident in an abattoir though
Iâll take them.