Tuesday, 29 April 2008
I thought I saw Chuck D cycling around my neighbourhood yesterday. The bike was pretty ratty and he had an Argos carrier bag hanging off one handle, both of which seemed a little out of place. I mean, what would Chuck D be doing riding a knackered old mountain bike, let alone shopping at Argos? Never-the-less, I could have sworn it was him; all in black, leather jacket and shades, baseball cap pulled down low. I do hope he's moved to east Ipswich, I wouldn't mind having him as a neighbour. He doesn't drink or do drugs, has a good moral perspective if you can forgive his admiration of Farrakhan and OK, he might bring the noise occasionally but, y'know, we could have worked it out. I did think about inviting him over to help me with my rhyming couplets but it looked like his Argos bag weighed a ton.
Sunday, 27 April 2008
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Wednesday, 16 April 2008
Thursday, 10 April 2008
Saturday, 5 April 2008
Above - drunken scrawls on the back of a flyer written while watching a Jam tribute band last night.
I thought they were pretty good, despite the fact I usually avoid tribute bands like the plague, but this was a spur of the moment decision after a surprise visit from an old friend. The drummer did a fair rendition of Funeral Pyre which was always going to be my benchmark.
Some of my drunken thoughts while watching the band:
Are they going to split mid set and come back after an interval as the Style Council?
David Watts - a tribute band playing a tribute band!
Does one of them restore furniture as a day job?
Both 'Paul' and 'Bruce' had Paul haircuts - do they toss a coin before each gig to see who's going to play at being Paul?
Does one of their father's manage them and drive them to gigs?
Quotes from the stage:
After playing some of the more obscure album tracks..."I am aware that some of you don't know these songs, but I suppose that's not our fault, is it?"
Midway through set..."We're going to do some songs now from a long time ago." !!!
Despite the fact I do not go out of my way to see tribute bands, this is the third Jam tribute I've seen. The last time I saw one, after the gig someone said to me "They were good, weren't they." I had to point out that they did have the benefit of someone else writing the songs for them! Tribute bands are a bizarre phenomenon but not as bizarre as the audiences that go and see them. They get so worked up, mouthing every word, reliving a little bit of their past to what amounts to little more than a well rehearsed group of over zealous session musicians.
And so, with all the pathos that Paul could have mustered, let's all sing...
See a tribute band and punch the air
The comfort of predictability and lots of cheep beer
now That's Entertainment,
tra lalalalala la la.