I haven’t got the faintest idea if and when the band last played in Lincoln. Not even a part of the country which gets a lots of places of interest namechecked, although I suppose some folks may have travelled in via Rampton. Still, all the more intriguing for that. So what was the gig like? Over to you.
99%
Superb gig as always. Decent venue although the early kick off threw some people. Shot By Both Sides was absolutely brilliant.
29 October 2016
twistedkitemike
Good gig this evening, decent sound; the only downside for some was the less than advertised early kick-off, which probably foxed a few punters.
Here is the list of runners and riders for the evening: –
Light Tunnel
Old Age
Leaden Pall
Fred T
Surging out of….
Outstretched Arms
Vitas G
Evening Sun
Whit Week Malarkey
Pancake Day
Asparagus
Lark D
Fix It
Look Dad
Bane
DPAK
Bob W
Paintball
Lilac HQ
1966
Dean F
NSD
Trad Arr Tune
Trumpton
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Encs.
JDOG
Shot by both sides (Magazine cover)
AOR
The “walk-on” music was Henry Mancini’s; ”Touch of Evil”. Rather comically, They wandered in under darkness and eventually, Nigel had to ask for the lights to go on so that they could get started.
Mike……………………………..
29 October 2016
Helen
Early start caught us out! All the more frustrating as we had spent 15 minutes stuck behind the railway crossing while 2 engineers replaced the hydraulics.Got there for end of Vitus G, so could have been worse,but still miffed, as traffic the day before meant it took us 4 and a half hours to get here from Liverpool , plus we’ve had to walk up the aptly named Steep Hill 3 times.
Still, at least Leeds is soon…
29 October 2016
Bobby svarc
Bloody Curlews.
29 October 2016
BEn W
Early start caught us out too – arrived at 8.20 during This Leaden Pall. It was pretty quiet at that point but got much busier later on – I think plenty assumed a 9pm kick off.
Really good show as usual, lively crowd down the front made for a good atmosphere, though I settled for a spot a little further back. Raucous AOR to finish.
There was also an amusing gag about Red Bull thieves (“how do the bastards sleep at night?”) which was a new one on me.
29 October 2016
Douglas Stenhouse
If you bought a ticket, it said Doors 7 start 7.30. If you looked at the venues website, it said the doors for the club night after were at 10. If you missed anything, i’m afraid you are an amatuer.
29 October 2016
hendrix-tattoo
????Great gig, Great sound, And great people I met last night. Shame about the early start, Hello to Injured Buzzard[hope you made the start]
And hello to Mr’chav fez’Ed.
Also a big pleasure meeting Exxo.And Dr. Desperate and his nurse again.
Jitsu_G & Sarah, Graham & Celia nice to see you all again.
Gents toilets in the venue was a bit confusing, The urinals were round with running water and mirrors on the wall, So you could see yourself while having a slash.
“SEALCLUBBING”
29 October 2016
Stuart Whomsley
I have waited thirty years to see them and they did not disappoint. National treasures and other such clichés apply. The venue was good: sound excellent, not too many people. Die-hard fans at the front in Dukla Prague away kits and Joy division oven gloves. Crossley’s bass pumping, Hancock’s meandering guitar, Henry keeping time and Blackwell word perfect.
29 October 2016
BOBBY SVARC
Any news on the body fished out of the Trent?
29 October 2016
Injured Buzzard
Arrived at the end of Fred Titmus (not literally!!!) Due to my own stupidity in forgetting to pick up my ticket from the B&B. Fortunately it wasn’t up the ‘mountain’ side of the town tho. Good to meet Hendix-Tattoo & Mr. Ed before for pre-gig drinks and a good show. Onwards to Newcastle…
29 October 2016
Paul cawkwell
Great gig. Great band
29 October 2016
Rubber faced iRritant
Disaster. Left work late then stuck on M25 for three hours. Arrived at 9.10pm for opening bars of “Look Dad…” On the positive side, 51.8% of a HMHB gig is better than 100% of most others. Asked for setlist and was told staff were “not allowed” to give them to punters. I used to have a setlist from Shepherd’s Bush Empire until someone who shall not be named threw it in the bin assuming it was rubbish. If only it had been typed.
Just read Chris’ notes at top and reminded me I did once get a train to Lincoln where I was picked up en route to giving a talk at Rampton. Begs the question whether the inclusion of Vitas G in the set was coincidental or deliberate.
29 October 2016
STEVE
As the band assembled their kit in front of half an audience, I did wonder if it was going to be a quiet one. Maybe as quiet as the empty Tap and Spile had been when I got there earlier? A perch on the front rail was far too easy to find.
“As lost as you are on that fretboard” was Neil’s jokular contribution to the evening.
Nigel never really told us what went wrong with his own guitar, but used Neil’s red one for the last few songs. No sign of the camper van this time.
The evening ended with an amusing drunken brawl over Carl’s tossed sticks. I think there was even some biting invoved. Children!!
I left with AOR in my ears, then on my CD player, thinking: “This is much better live”.
30 October 2016
col P
”Twas a worthwhile trip but did not seem to be many there. Front and centre view as usual. It was my mate who was involved in the post gig drumstick wrestling shenanigans. No biting that he recalls but there was a sizeable chunk of flesh removed from his cheek by the talons of some venemous harridan. Result- his pristine Premier Inn pillow covered in claret come the morning. Not to mention his brand new DP away shirt similarly soiled.
He’s going to wear a tennis racket up against his face next time for protection
30 October 2016
Idiots and pigeons
A rushed set it seemed but great nonetheless, good venue and the support were fantastic. Such a shame a fantastic evening and a beautiful gesture from Carl was marred by your comrade thinking he could throw his excessive weight around and snatch the drumstick from my warm, live hands. There was no nonchalant toss into the crowd to appease the baying fans. There was eye contact a “*****, here ya go”. I dropped one because I’m not very good at catching. The one I did catch however your friend thought it was okay to snatch out of my hand. Does he recall that I wonder? Or does he recall his constant heckling that everyone in the vicinity found odious? Oh well I refuse to let that actions of one socially undeveloped drunkard ruin a fantastic evening.
Regards,
Skinny Andy
30 October 2016
Bobby svarc
Blimey, I blame the parents.
30 October 2016
EXXO
Just back from 22 hours in Newark, Mick [sorry this first paragraph is basically just for Svarco]. After a lifetime admiring the Trent from buses trains and cars it was inevitable I would fish it one day, and the one night too, well I can’t afford hotels unless somebody else is paying. It’s not my kind of river really but I at least I didn’t fall in Mick, in fact I only got one foot wet, when returning a sickly bream that needed a lot of help. The only barbel I saw caught (and there were dozens of anglers after them) was directly opposite me as I packed up last night. Please pass on my thanks again to your mates Mick – there was more discussion of German football than English (cos I mentioned that my Mrs was on one of her St Pauli weekends).
Anyway, it’s amazing what they’ve done with Lincoln. They’ve even built a bridge over the level crossing (Helen). Being refused entry to the castle (they close at 4) was definitely of assistance in re-imagining the life of Nigel (Bishop of Ely) and as the information boards are sparse about the events of 1141 I contented myself with retracing the route taken by Mashall’s deadly crossbowmen in 1219. They stopped ‘us’ ever having any kings called Louis, you know.
Going into a gig with your fishing gear is a great way of saving £4 on a pint (which is approximately how much more I would have drunk had I seen the support band), but it is as it should be in this day and age, and at least at the Engine Shed they have friendly young Showseckers and a very pleasant cloakroom attendant. Many venues don’t have a cloakroom and won’t allow Kalshnikov-shaped and ruckshap-sized objects through the doors at all any more. I suppose it’ll be like Israel soon and door staff at all venues, well everything, will all have metal detectors.
The arrangements to meet Mick’s pals meant that I did plan to see the support band, so thanks to them really I didn’t miss the early start for our lads… We’ll have to ask Geoff to inform us before hand about the curlews, cos I know he knew days in advance.
The sparse attendance seemed to lead to lack of atmosphere and banter at the start – Nigel warmed up as the shouts started (I think Hendrix Tat kicked it off?).
Audience very static – not helped by very quiet PA – I had the impression that at the front we were actually hearing the songs mostly through the onstage monitors, seriously, which was brilliant for hearing Nigel’s every word but not for rocking out.
Anyway this wasn’t meant to turn into a gig review [soz]. Not least because I find the closer you stand to Roger Green at a gig, the more you can’t be arsed to remember what was said and what was played, as Roger’s pencil is there to do that for you. In my opinion best setlist for 8 years and 4 weeks, and could only have been improved by the addition of one or more of the ‘talkies’. They play the great Magazine classics so brilliantly and have done so off and on for well over 20 years now so though ‘Shot by Both Sides’ was hardly a surprise it was a cracking, nailed-it version.
Great to meet the faces new & old, especially the new: Giles, Mr. Ed, Hendrix Tat (I should have apologised properly for being a snotty old arse when you first started on here) & once again Mick’s Cov mates.
30 October 2016
EXXO
Yesterday was also unique in that I couldn’t get my little radio to work while fishing and so it was one of only a handful of Saturdays in the last 45 years when I didn’t follow the football or know most of the results till I got home. Trying to get the results out of a crowd of drunken Bradford City fans on the train was quite amusing and even featured an intervention from the Transport Police, who it transpired were returning a cash card I had dropped in another carriage. What service. A really friendly train where a random stranger ended up googling the Tranmere result on their phone for me. WHAT. A. RESULT. Always thought MM would be the real deal. Tranmere one point away from being “October champions” after one point away from the “September wooden spoon”.
30 October 2016
BOBBY SVARC
@Exxo. Never actually met Kev in the flesh so to speak, he’s just a friend of a good mate on Facebook. Kev helps to run the superb Coventry Music Museum, which to my shame have yet to visit although it’s less that 15 miles away. That will be addressed on the 6th of January ’17 when I plan to visit it during the afternoon. You and anyone else is more than welcome to come along. Also near to the CMM there is a first class model shop and a Sgt Bilko museum, sounds like a plan. Both establishments are only 10 mins fromThe Empire.
30 October 2016
Little miss poundbury
Well what a great night and the band were on form as ever, particularly after the long break between gigs.
They did seem a little rushed as I think there was an early curfew and they did start very early compared to the usual 9pm kick off.
The support band were on by about quarter past seven which really surprised me!
What has shocked me here is that I can’t help notice some of the comments above regarding the fracas involving Carl’s drumsticks. I was in the thick of it and it’s interesting that it is not being portrayed the way it actually happened at all and I feel the truth should be known.
Col P – as you have identified yourself as the cretinous gargoyle accompanying your odious and rather porcine “mate” who thought it was acceptable to try and snatch the drumstick out of the hand of my partner, not once but twice after Carl clearly passed them straight to him – which incidentally he has been talking to Carl about since and who saw what your pal did along with plenty of other people.
The “venomous harridan” to whom you so exaggeratedly refer did not in fact take a chunk of flesh out of anybodies cheek – what actually happened is that I pushed him away from my partner because he started getting up in his face trying to grab and push him around and wrestling the drumstick out of his hand. The most that happened is that he got caught with a nail while trying to push me around as well.
I’m a 5′ 4″ woman and your “mate” is some big 20 stone bloke who, along with yourself, were heckling the band and the support band from the off and you were both pushing, shoving and grabbing people towards the end of the show.
Are you proud of yourselves shouting things like “get off” and “nobody will buy your cd”?
I’d like to see you do better.
If you don’t want to get injured then you shouldn’t drink excessively and proceed to grab, pinch and wrestle people unprovoked.
If someone gets up in mine or my partner’s face then they will be pushed away. If he got caught with my nail then he shouldn’t have been up in our faces.
Such a shame that people like you try and spoil an otherwise happy and jovial atmosphere. Other than you two the crowd was actually a really good one at Lincoln.
Anyway I’m not letting two neanderthal knuckle-draggers spoil what was an otherwise excellent evening. I sincerely hope your wives don’t let you out of the sty next time but please, if they do – stay away from the alcohol and from us – thanks!
It was really lovely to meet up again with a few fellow Biscuiteers with whom we have now become friends, it’s always nice to see all the familiar faces, having a catch up and enjoying the show together 🙂
I’m very much looking forward to Newcastle – a massive thank you the HMHB crew for all your wonderful words and music 🙂 x
30 October 2016
EXXO
Standing immediately behind the whole incident (and making a contribution towards its a conclusion), I would like to back that up as a reasonable account of what I witnessed in ‘Drumsticksgate’.
Drumsticksgate should be a streetname in Lincoln. They have Bailgate, Thorngate, Danegate and Clasketgate, so why not? It fits, and around the venue were plenty of new streets needing old names.
By the way, worth knowing for next time, I’m sure you’ll agree: as you go down Clasketgate/Danegate the kebabs get 50p cheaper the further east you go. And I can assure you they are all the same.
30 October 2016
hendrix-tattoo
@Little Miss Poundbury.
I also witnessed ‘Drumstickgate’
I saw Carl and he did want to give your partner the sticks.
Until as you excellently described the 2 cretinous gargoyles tried to snatch them away from him and you was protecting him,Good on you girl for a little lass you are a fiery one.
@Col P and his mate should be fully ashamed of themselves.
Good on you Girl.
P.S. did anyone see Roy Wood from Wizzard in the audience.
30 October 2016
CARRIE ANNE
Lovely Roger Green’s review is now on Gez’s website, and reproduced here. NB. The cover version is listed on handwritten setlist as “Short Socks Adult Size”.
Lincoln Engine Shed, Fri 28th October 2016 (29/10/16)
Roger Green:
Let us begin by considering how easy (or difficult) it can be to book tickets for shows these days. We were on holiday in Wales when this performance (and the ones in Leeds and Newcastle) was announced. Everything was sorted via Karen’s laptop. Not much bother at all. Gone are the days of having to queue round the block at your local record shop, which invariably had the monopoly on the supply of tickets. However, as ever, we were left wondering about those cheeky little admin charges that are added to the price of your purchase. Karen seemed to be doing the bulk of the work, in terms of processing the order. So shouldn’t her time make her due for a slight rebate, rather than be subject to an add-on? And the brinksmanship over the timing of the posting of tickets doesn’t help either.
Later on in the summer, one of our jaunts was a bus ride from Skipton to Settle. Passing through Long Preston, we noticed a street named Tranmere Court. Well, you notice these things, don’t you?.
On a pilgrimage to Sheffield I stood outside the venue previously known as The Boardwalk. Site of many HMHB shows, it was subsequently re-born as what I used to know as a “night club”, it’s latest re-incarnation being Laser Zone. However when I was there it was clearly closed, as in “closed down”. I took the time to read the notice outside paying homage to The Clash. Apparently their first ever gig was there, when the place was called The Black Swan, supporting The Sex Pistols. Before the Gods were born.
Not sure why I made a note of this, but I caught a glimpse of David James occupying Dictionary Corner on Countdown. On the subject of international goalkeepers, Karen told me that she used to work with Bob Wilson’s brother, Hugh, in days gone by. There’s a picture of him in one of the works magazines from way back when.
Apologies to the guy who came up to talk to me at Halifax station in August. He spotted my Urge For Offal t-shirt and said there were not many of those to be seen in the town. I may have given him slightly short shrift as I was getting frustrated trying to zip up my anorak. Hope you manage to get to the Leeds gig, whoever you are. On the subject of Leeds, we saw a guy with “Jairzinho 7” on the back of a Brazil shirt. I’m sure this would meet with Nigel’s approval. He once made the comment about Jairzinho being the real star of the 1970 World Cup side, rather than Pele who gets all the attention. (RIP, Carlos Alberto by the way.) I had already made a note about Gerry Gow, before his demise. I was listening to Radio Sheffield’s Football Heaven when a caller rang in to say that “Rotherham need a defender like Gerry Gow.”
Karen and I had a night out at The Leopard in Doncaster, scene of a gig by HMHB many years ago. (Actually it was the first time I posted a review. Far briefer in those days.) One of the bands appearing had the charming name of Biffins Bridge Collective. Ears pricked up when they opened their set with Cud’s I’ve Had It With Blondes. But we were very pleased to hear not one, not two but three HMHB covers – namely For What Is Chatteris, 27 Yards Of Dental Floss and The Trumpton Riots. We moshed sedately.
Total media silence surrounding this show. According to The Lincolnshire Echo, there was only one gig in the region – Stolen Fridays at The Bull in Bracebridge Heath. Tickets available on the web? You also look out for potential HMHB songs from the headlines in the paper, such as “Excellent Hotel’s One-Star Food Hygiene Rating”. The back page also has a warning for all you Tranmere fans out there. “We’re Only Just Getting Started” was the quote from Danny Cowley, Lincoln City’s manager, declaring that his “Sincil Bank revolution is only just getting started”. Mind you, Grimsby are after snapping him up.
The venue is part of what seems to be a new complex. Karen and I saw Buzzcocks in one of the other rooms nearly a year previously. It’s all a bit “square box” and maybe needs to be a bit more lived in, but anywhere that hosts HMHB is a good place to my mind. According to the schedule drawn up by Howie, Daz, Gomez and Jez, a substantial pub crawl is available beforehand.
Sally and Jordan were already waiting outstide for the doors to open when we arrived. Soon there were others. There was at least a dozen of us. There had been rumour and counter rumour of an early curfew for the evening. This was confirmed by posters for the Jax Jones event, which was scheduled for a 10.00 start. That would mean an earlier than usual kick out from the HMHB show.
T-Shirt Of The Night award goes to John, for his Sturmey Archer number, showing all their products. Ordinarily Howie might have got the award for travelling furthest (from Dumfries, via Newcastle, York and Newark). But that effort was blown away when John introduced me to Gilles, who had dropped in from Paris. No prizes though. It’s just for fun. What with Thorsten from Germany, the fan base is truly international now. There were one or two Wedding Present fans, enjoying the choice of music being played ahead of the live stuff.
Just had time for a quick Hello to Jay, Nigel/Charles/Exxo (making his first live appearance for a while, having been working away in Gran Canaria – I noticed him cheering the line about going to Spain with mates from work), and Nigel and Jo from Goole. I also had an update from Mike on Watford’s latest fortunes. Things were up and running when The Flux Capacitors started the evening off at the unearthly hour of 7.15. I am still on a learning curve with this band. They played My Hair Is Thinning At The Front and Doctor I’ve Got A Bad Case Of Wanting To Die. There was also one about having a relationship with someone that you’d finished with twenty-five years previously.
Tonight’s HMHB walk-on music was Henry Mancini’s Touch Of Evil. Thanks to Daz’s app for identifying this. Stage crew took their time switching on the lights, leaving the band to find their way in total darkness. “You can put the lights on now,” said Nigel. This request was followed, and the set began with The Light At The End Of The Tunnel.
There was an early shout for Sealclubbing, which was initially rebuffed, although the first few notes were played later in the evening. (Karen and I also noted the appearance later on of David Essex performing the remarkable Nightclubbing on Top Of The Pops 1982).
Exxo very kindly pointed out that Nigel sang “It’s the year 2153” rather than “It’s the year 2163” at the start of This Leaden Pall. Andy Graver was spotted in the crowd. Thanks to Andrew at the side of me. I wouldn’t have known that this was an Imps legend. Nigel pointed out that the band had called in at a deserted village on the way through to Lincoln. “Bit quiet,” as he said. When asked if they had stopped at Doncaster Services, Nigel said they had actually called in at Hartshead Moor. Not the best. “Norton Canes, on the M6 Toll Road, is my favourite.” He said they had seen the police arresting some kids who had stolen a crate of Red Bull. “I don’t know how the bastards sleep at night,” he added. Much laughter. Nigel explained that their route had been M62, M18, M180, A15. But they were stuck behind a van in slow moving traffic, and therefore couldn’t properly see the Cathedral as they approached Lincoln. He questioned Neil’s navigation skills. “We’d be in Immingham, if it was down to you.” Nigel pondered over the best way home. The popular choice from the crowd was to go for the A46.
Nigel struggled with the opening chords of My Outstretched Arms. “You wouldn’t think I wrote this, would you?” The slight variation of the line in Outbreak Of Vitas Gerulaitis was “Why it’s Wayne Gretski! It was you all along.”
Nigel asked “Is anyone here from Lytham St Annes?” He thought there might be an outside chance. He had a book from a second-hand shop. It had an address in Lytham written in it. Couldn’t totally work out what he was saying, but he seemed to want to track down the original owner.
He talked about the recent situation where Marmite was temporarily not being stocked by Tesco. More particularly, he gave his views on the myth that everyone either loves it or hates it. Nigel claims to have not tried Marmite until he was thirty-three. “Actually I think it’s OK,” he said, not feeling strongly either way. He was keen to dispute the conventional line of thought . He doesn’t love it. He doesn’t hate it. He is somewhere in the middle. “Celery on the other hand…,” he continued. Tony shouted out that more energy is used up in eating celery than is given back. “That man is a genius!” replied Nigel, reminding himself of Tony’s theramin joke. “I’ve been thinking about getting rid of my theramin. I haven’t touched it for weeks.”
Nigel stuck his plectrum to his forehead during the “working on the bins” section in Lark Descending. He mentioned a prog rock goth band called Dull, Dismal And Overcast. “It could be these three,” he added, referring to Neil, Carl and Ken.
Neil had a “The Saints” t-shirt. Well actually, it was “The Saints The Saints The Saints The Saints”. You assume it was the band of that name. But maybe it was Southampton FC. Or possibly St Helens RLFC.
There was an excerpt from a new song which seemed to be a protest song against organised Bat Walks. The gist seemed to be that Nigel prefers to do these things on his own in the middle of the night. Perhaps one to look out for in the future.
In Paintball’s Coming Home, the mutual and lasting respect is also for Newton Faulkner and Tim Minchin. 1966 And All That was turning into The House Of The Rising Sun towards the end.
It was difficult not to notice the numbering system on the lights at the back of the stage. I read 128,185, 202 and 239. I’m sure it must mean something to somebody.
Nigel talked a bit about Pete Burns in answer to a request for You Spin Me Round. Geoff had put out the first Nightmares In Wax single on his Probe label. And of course Pete worked in the Probe shop in Liverpool. Apparently not a place that Nigel went to all that often. He was more a customer at Skeleton Records in Birkenhead.
In the encore, Nigel announced one of the songs as being about a visit to Primark. He asked for “Short Socks Adult Size”. Which I suppose sounds a bit like “Shot Shot By Both Sides”.
On my way out I met Tony The Driver, still faithfully filling work vans with HMHB compilations. Good to catch up again. Afterwards a few of us went to the Treaty Of Commerce to compare notes,. Carl had thrown his set list to Karen. It looks like the initial plan was to play Chatteris and Bad Wools, but these were both missing from what was actually played. Paintball appeared, but was not in the original set.
The Light At The End Of The Tunnel Is The Light Of An Oncoming Train
Old Age Killed My Teenage Bride
This Leaden Pall
Fuckin’ ‘Ell it’s Fred Titmus
Surging Out Of Convalescence
My Outstretched Arms
Outbreak Of Vitas Gerulaitis
When The Evening Sun Goes Down
Whit Week Malarkey
If I Had Possession Over Pancake Day
Asparagus Next Left
Lark Descending
Fix It So She Dreams Of Me
Look Dad No Tunes
The Bane Of Constance
All I Want For Christmas Is A Dukla Prague Away Kit
Bob Wilson Anchor Man
Paintball’s Coming Home
A Lilac Harry Quinn
1966 And All That
The Bastard Son Of Dean Friedman
National Shite Day
We Built This Village On A Trad Arr Tune
The Trumpton Riots
And three in the encore:
Joy Division Oven Gloves
Shot By Both Sides
Everything’s AOR
The CD And Some Fell On Stony Ground was available from Miles and Zinny at the shop, in Geoff’s absence. Picked up a copy ahead of the rush.
The following night we were off to Derby to see The Lovely Eggs play a splendid show. I’ve had worse weekends.
30 October 2016
SIMON P
No Chatteris means it ends its run of consecutive gigs at 64. JDOG has been played 95 times in a row now. Its centenary, if it keeps it up, will be at Worthing.
30 October 2016
dr desperate
Nothing much to add to the above, except to say how brilliant it was to get back to own bog, own bed after a gig for once. Circumstances dictated our non-attendance at the Tap & Spiel, but we enjoyed after-match lager in ‘Spoons (The Ritz, a converted cinema which has now had its loft converted back into a cinema).
Lovely to meet Gilles van Kote, who may be writing a Big Issue-style Bicuiteers piece pour Le Monde, and to see most of the usual crew down at the front. Glad that Exxo was there for Asparagus Next Left. One hopes that Roger et al got to see The Lovely Eggs the following night, after their previous two shows had been cancelled due to ill toddler and sick Transit. We’re hoping to see them in Manc on Friday, if we’re spared.
Props to Mr Ed for the Burberry fez.
SBBS was a storming cover, better than Devoto does it these days. Hopefully somebody will have recorded it on moshcam.
And finally – Ken speaks! He came up to the mike at the end after Nigel had voiced his usual thanks to us for coming out, and added his own. A first, as far as I know.
On to Newcastle!
30 October 2016
CARRIE ANNE
Not many sets omit Vatican Broadside these days.
@Dr D, you should be ok for Friday, the Eggs were on top form last night.
30 October 2016
Douglas Stenhouse
I noticed Roy Wood from Wizzard. He was wearing a Howard Marks “wanted” t shirt as a special treat for the uber pedants.
30 October 2016
INFLATABLE DICTATOR
“Is this your Sanderling? … Is this your Sanderling? … Oi! Is this your Sanderling?”.
30 October 2016
INFLATABLE DICTATOR
Oh, and I thought they really were trying out some new material called Shorts, Socks, Adult Size right up till the chorus kicked in; and spotted a dairy lorry with MELKWEG on the side on the A1 on the way up. Superb gig.
30 October 2016
Little miss poundbury
@EXXO – Sorry you had to witness and get caught up in such unpleasant nonsense but I’m definitely in agreement that there should now be a Drumstick Gate in Lincoln – perhaps it could be next to the little side alley we spotted in the city centre known as The Glory Hole? 🙂
@HENDRIX-TATTOO – I’m also sorry that you were a witness to drumstick-gate but I’m glad that you understand the intentions behind Carl’s gesture and why I stuck up for my partner. I thank you!
At the end of the day it’s not very nice for a grown man to act like a petulant child and grab something off another adult – especially considering he was the miscreant who shouted the oh so tiresome “play one the drummer knows”. Sorry but that just can’t be allowed to happen. We’ve both been talking to Carl now about the whole situation and we are all just laughing about it – it’s been said that they are akin to drunken uncles that nobody really likes! 😉
Hopefully Newcastle will be less eventful eh?
Look forward to meeting you all there under calmer circumstances 🙂
31 October 2016
BOBBY SVARC
Things are gonna get worse, nurse. Have you seen the Facebook site?
31 October 2016
dr desperate
Noooo…..?
31 October 2016
hendrix-tattoo
Thanks Andybluefox for this you tube clip,(Ctso hope i’m allowed to post here)
Exxo king of the moshers.
Nurse Desperate Queen of the moshers.
https://youtu.be/XbYMGn_4ceg
31 October 2016
dr desperate
Oh boy is this great! Enormous thanks @H-T and Abf.
31 October 2016
col p
To all who have commented in a negative fashion I wholeheartedly agree with everything you say. I had indeed gone to get the security guy who came over and also told my friend that he was out of order and had that the young man involved had it given to him. I apologise if it marred your evening as the aftermath ruined his.
31 October 2016
eXXO
Roger Green’s reviews of a our national treasure are an institution in themselves, and as well as saving on memory storage at gigs they also stimulate further memories in the aftermath. More has emerged about the “Don’t you try to organise my bat walk” proto-song.
It began with one of Nigel’s sudden changes of subject. I paraphrase: “Free events that you’ve got to book to go on. I saw this notice for an organised batwalk at Royden Park. “Join the ranger on this evening stroll and discover where owls and bats live and hunt.Wind/Waterproof clothing and stout footwear are essential. No dogs allowed.”
I already know where they live and I’ll wear what I want [starts singing] … “Don’t you try to organise my bat walk…”
And I think the ‘Short Socks Adult Size’ thing was a kind of mnemonic for himself, as much as anything, in order to get the timing right when you sing the echoing ‘Shot (Shot) by both sides’, that’s supposed to sound like two gunshots … or was it just the echo of one … Anyway he absolutely nailed it.
In other business I wish to clarify that the kebabs are 50p cheaper with each shop you pass going east, and that the total saving over the first kebab on offer was a whole pound.
2 November 2016
dr desperate
In the interest of accuracy, the YouTube clip shows SBBS was introduced as ‘Shorts And Socks, Adult Size’.
2 November 2016
CARRIE ANNE
He did, but in the interest of pedantry, it’s on the set list as “Short Socks Adult Size”
2 November 2016
dr desperate
Fair enough, but in the interest of mnemonicity, “Short Socks, Buy Boys’ Size” might have worked better.
3 November 2016
gipton teenager
On reading about Drumstickgate, I was reminded of a gig in ’89, at which I was helping with the sound (yes, I’m a mate of the bloke…). Circus tent, Pontefract racecourse, Brendan Croker, special guest Mark Knopfler. (There’s a short clip on You Tube). After the gig I was taking down the mics and there were several young women all wanting the tab ends of the fags which MK had been smoking throughout. This was before DNA extraction was common, otherwise who knows what might have happened.
(PS I’ve got a drumstick from New Order, F Club Leeds, early 80’s).
4 November 2016
dr desperate
It used to be possible to get into gigs free by walking in early with a pair of drumsticks “for Mike”. This was before Hi-Vis jackets were common.
4 November 2016
BOBBY SVARC
Alan (?) RIP from Barnsley had a T-Shirt with ‘Drum Technician’ or something drew on it with a maker pen. A nice pic on Gez’s site of him at The Half Time Orange
4 November 2016