Member Since: 2/16/2007
Band Members: Special thanks to Morgan Hughes who supplied the excellent basslines, and to Hannah and Clodagh for their superb clapping (and occasional giggles) on the above tracks. And finally, to the bloke who lives behind me, and who doesn't like music. Fuck You.
Influences: 1973ish. Rock n Roll. Status Quo, Dylan had gone electric etc. Elvis, strangely, never came into it. The Beatles were ubiquitous. Let's face it there wasn't much else going on. that's not to take away from the mighty quo, they were the bollox back in the day. a few sneaky's came in courtesy of my sisters, the stax and motown labels appeared in the house, the jackson 5, (well done patsy) and, otis redding arrived in walkinstown, mmm, didn't know quite what to make of it, but it didn't sound wrong. 1974/6. Yeah! "GLAM" the first band i ever saw on totp.. Slade. funny, they appeared thru the haze of interference while the bloke was installing piped tv. music was beginning to happen in my head then. I was beginning to trouble the bouncers at local discos around this time, but was also exposed to a lot more music from the local dj's. I didn't realise it but I was dancing a lot more than my friends, who were concentrating more on gargle and birds. Now don't get me wrong, these were also 2 major priorities in my life, but, music distracted me. odd. Ground control to major hormonal change... Although the balls had dropped and mother nature was earning her next payrise, Bowie arrived. Nice one mister undecided!! I was only a child for Christs sake. This was totally out of the blue, but, Space Oddity was the first album i bought. Like nothing i had heard up to then, but it worked. I loved it (even to this day) and only then did i begin to sing in my bedroom ( I didn't have the X factor since I was three). Parents weren't too impressed, they had thought thay fed me well, with everyone from Frank Ifield to The Dubliners. maybe they did. 1977 Bang!!! Ground zero. Fuck me, talk about life changing. Didn't see this one coming but FUCK ME! (please excuse the language, but it was necessary at the time). The Sex Pistols, The Damned, The Clash and The Jam. i didn't know where to look. I went once again to bother the local bouncers, but this time wearing a black bin bag. It confused them so much that they didn't even give me my usual beating. It was new, so new that we all learned together. So new that no-one quite knew what to do until the media decided that it was bad. But by then it was too late, Francis, Otis, Michael and David were losing me (although not forever). The whole bit about not being able to play or sing or anything, and yet still being able to have that song that killed me, well, it just made sense. Onward then, we are mods, we are mods... a message from rudi... love tearing us apart... i did want to change the world (dry ice, billy bragg)... drinking for six and a half days when magowans boys hit town... then, many happy hours, avec the 'martins... it just goes on and on... Now. Everything else that happened from then til now has been a revelation and a voyage of discovery if you like. The next stop is ... who knows. I'm still coming accross songs that make me call somebody to listen aswell ( my kids are getting a bit fed up with this now) it just doesn't stop. And I'm glad it doesn't, cos I was always shit at football.
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