A previously unheard tape of an early Guns N Roses rehearsal has surfaced online.
The 40-year-old recording contains early - often significantly different - versions of several songs that featured on the band's debut album, Appetite For Destruction.
This is from a short lived sketch from 2005 called Monkey Trousers, featuring Vic Reeves, Bob Mortimer and Steve Coogan, et al. Only six episodes were ever made but only five were broadcast, although I'm not sure why.
One of the recurring sketches from the series was Geordie Astronauts, featuring V&B, Tim Healey and my fellow Boro supporter, Mark Benton. And here's one of them.
Good morning.
July 8th in Rory history:
1964 Cork IRL Palm Court
1968 London GB The Marquee
1969 London GB BBC Studios 'Symonds on Sunday'
1969 Welwyn Garden City GB Cherry Tree Blues Club
1979 Werchter BE Rockfestival (📸 Jacky Lepage)
1989 Lydd GB Kent Custom Open Air Bike Show
Because of Roger Moore’s presence, there are numerous James Bond references throughout "The Cannonball Run" (1981), resulting in a rumor that producer Albert R. Broccoli had Roger Moore sign a contract which forbid him to spoof or make references to the James Bond character in any other non-Bond film.
However, in September 2014 during an audience Q&A in Torquay, Roger Moore stated there was no such contract but that he had promised Albert Broccoli that he would never do anything that would hurt the James Bond character.
When Hal Needham, the director of "The Cannonball Run" went to meet the Bond producers about the possibility of directing a Bond film, the first thing they said was "Perhaps we should think about suing you for Cannonball".
("End Credits 68: Cinema's 2017 Lost Treasures Roger Moore", Arthur Grant, The Cinema Cafe, 2017)
July 7th in Rory history:
1968 Bedfordshire GB Woburn Abbey Festival
1979 Torhout BE Dubblefestival
1984 St. Wendel DE Bosenbach Stadion 'St.Wendeler Festival' (📸 Chip Fowler)
July 4th in Rory history:
1969 London GB The Marquee
1970 Hamm DE Zentralhallen Hamm-Süd Pop & Blues Festival
1974 London GB Golders Green
1975 Montreux CH Montreux Jazz Festival Guitarist Night (📸 Andrew Putler)
1980 Dunedin NZ Regent Theatre
1987 Tennskjaer NO Midnightsun Rock
June 27th in Rory history:
1969 London GB The Marquee
1971 Reading GB Reading Festival 11th National Jazz & Blues Festival (📸 Michael Putland)
1980 Brisbane AUS Cloudlands Ballroom
1985 New Haven USA Toad's Place
1987 Göttingen DE 1st Göttingen Open Air Rock Festival
@TheMetalliHat Was there both nights with my brothers and my 10-year-old boy. What an atmosphere! Spine-tingling. Mosh pits kicked off for the support acts too!
June 14th 1995..Remembering Rory Gallagher, Irish rock guitarist (Taste), passes away at 47. Gallagher was voted as guitarist of the year by Melody Maker magazine in 1972. The main instrument that Gallagher played throughout his career was a sunburst 1961 Fender Stratocaster (Serial Number 64351). It was reputedly the first in Ireland, and originally owned by Jim Conlon, lead guitarist in the Irish band Royal Showband. Gallagher bought it second-hand from Crowley's Music Shop of Cork's MacCurtain Street in August 1963 for £100.
The Heatwave Continues, Ireland 1976 ☀️
News report from one of the most famous summers in Irish history.
Originally broadcast on RTE News, 30 June 1976.
Dublin, what a way to close out two unforgettable nights. 🖤🤘
The energy you brought, the voices that shook the room, and the passion you gave us from the first note to the last made this stop on the M72 Tour truly special.
To everyone who came out and shared these nights with us thank you. Every mile traveled, every song sung, and every memory made means the world to us. We never take your support for granted.
Until next time, Dublin. Stay loud, stay strong, and keep carrying the spirit of live music with you.
#Metallica #M72WorldTour #Dublin #MetallicaFamily #LiveMetal #ForWhomTheB
The Lessons I Learned from My Dad
I am not the man my father is.
I am trying. Some days closer. Some days farther.
He never sat me down and explained these lessons. He lived them. I’m still learning them.
Show up.
The kitchen table. The hospital room. The funeral. The picket line. The call from the son who won’t answer.
Show up.
Most days that’s the whole job.
My whole life I watched him do it. Not for cameras. Not for headlines. Not because there was something in it for him. He showed up because someone needed him.
I learned that grief doesn’t make you special.
My father buried a wife and daughter. He buried a son. Yet he never treated grief as a claim on other people’s sympathy. Instead, it made him notice theirs.
A mother who lost a child. A father sitting beside a hospital bed. A kid scared about what comes next. A son who lost his mother, his sister, his brother.
He always noticed.
I learned that power is not the point.
The people who chase power eventually confuse the office with themselves.
My father never did.
Whether he was a county councilman, a senator, vice president, or president, he was the same man.
The title changed.
He didn’t.
I learned that family comes first.
The train from Wilmington wasn’t symbolism.
It was every night.
He read to us. Showed up to games. Sat through hospital rooms. Waited up for children who were lost.
And when the day came that the country and the family could not both have him at full strength, he chose family. He relinquished the last chapter of how he wanted to be remembered. And he never complained about it.
Most of all, I learned that love is not soft.
Love is discipline.
Love is showing up at one in the morning when nobody is watching.
Love is answering the phone.
Love is staying.
Love is getting back up after life knocks you down and doing it all again tomorrow.
That love saved my life.
I’ve failed at many of these lessons, sometimes in very public ways.
He loved me anyway.
That’s the last lesson.
I am not trying to become my father.
I am trying to carry what he gave me.
And if I can do that, even imperfectly, that will be enough.
Happy Father’s Day, Dad. I love you.