When I was about 7-8 years old, I got my dad to take me again and again to Circlorama - a cinema with a 360-degree screen, at Piccadilly Circus. The film featured The Swinging Blue Jeans performing 'Hippy Hippy Shake'. Still love it - and finally learned the iconic guitar solo!
He turns being artless into an art form; he is a Picasso of pettiness; a Shakespeare of shit. His faults are fractal: even his flaws have flaws, and so on ad infinitum.
I miss posting these pics every week. I miss the gigs, the endless travel, the hotels & getting home at silly o’clock. I miss the band, the people, the music, the buzz, the laughs, the ups & the occasional downs. I hope and I pray that these days will return soon.
A bit of Sunday fun for ya. A slightly different take on a classic Marc Bolan/Tyrannosaurus Rex track with roadie @RobinCarr57 and this time we even managed to get John Skelton to clear some space in his garage and set up a drum kit. Enjoy! https://t.co/lZxlj1DhdI
Bastard pyrocantha buried a tiny piece of thorn deep in the callus of my index finger, left hand. Exactly where you don't want it, if playing guitar. Hurt like hell! Now - hours later - managed to remove the bugger with a needle and tweezers. No wonder it hurt - it's 3mm long!
So pleased with these two birthday presents from @rockandroll70s. Each unique piece is hand-made using materials collected on the beaches of the north Cornish coast, and her work is available through the Cornish Shorelines page on Facebook. Highly recommended! #IntoCornwall