Sex, drugs and camomille tea.

So it’s finally happening. My mid-life crisis is in full swing. My band and I are reuniting, twenty two years after splitting up. Don’t worry Brighton; this will be happening in the deepest, darkest, bowels of the East Midlands. East Midlands; I’m sorry. Let me take...

MY BATTLE FOR CHRISTMAS NO.1- THE INSIDE STORY.

So want to get to Number One, yeh? Have no money, no band and no musical talent? No problem! Borrow somebody else’s record and make it your own. This is what I did. Read on… It was the opening night of Alan Partridge’s ‘Alpha Papa’ at the Duke of Yorks Picturehouse...
MY ALCOHOL HELL

MY ALCOHOL HELL

Happy New Year and yes, I’m one of those annoying bastards who do a detox in January. And I’m not quite sure why, because I do enjoy a drink. Let’s investigate. I love December. My liver doesn’t. That much is clear. My birthday is in December ( I always have a party),...

CD or not CD? That is the question…

So it’s the end of an era. It seems as though HMV is no more. But are we surprised? Are we saddened? Or have we moved on and just being a little nostalgic? I was trying to remember the last time I went in to HMV. I went through a real period of buying lots of classic...

IN SUBURBIA

It’s happened. The big move has occurred. I’m a grown man with family and I’ve moved to the suburbs. I resisted for a long time. ‘How will I stagger home from the pub?’ was the repeated question I posed to my uninterested wife. But the signs were all there. We’d...