On my own in the house. Daughter in Bangcock, son in Austria, wife out at the theatre.
Been off work, went down to sister in laws in Weller country. Relaxing time was had by all.
Marathon training is getting harder. I have to run 18 miles tomorrow- that's at least 3 and a half hours so an early start for me as I would like to have some of the day to relax.
Ran the Great North 10k a couple of weeks ago in 58:45, almost three minutes faster than last year so the extra training is paying off.
Saturday 30 July 2011
Wednesday 20 July 2011
The Good Post I Promised
Remortgaging is still ongoing, we are down to leg measurements and the size of my c*ck and that Girl On The Phone keeps ringing back. Still, anyway here is the really good post I promised.
From early 1977 to December 1978 I loved this band and thought they could do no wrong. They were political and from the street and they knew what it was all about. Then they released the second album and although it was OK it wasn't great. Nevertheless I would probably have stuck with them but unfortunately for The Clash at around the same time, All Mod Cons was released and my allegiances started to shift to The Jam. I could identify much more with Weller's description of outer suburban London boys and his songs portrayed a world I half knew and aspired to.
But in December 1978 I saw The Clash two nights on the trot at The Lyceum and they were great -everything I wanted them to be from one of the greatest bands of all time. Luckily for me and you, they recorded the gigs and here it is. The sound is raw and they are a bit all over the place at times but it is an excellent reminder of how good this band were.
Nine months later I was back at The Lyceum to see the March of The Mods tour. I had seen Secret Affair and Back To Zero at The Marquee and had discovered The Teenbeats and by the August of 1979 I was a New Mod., suit, Hush Puppies, Desert Boots, Fred Perries,, the lot. Nine months now can go by in a blink of an eye but at 18 nine months is a lifetime.
Of course The Clash redeemed themselves musically with London Calling later that year but by then it was too late.
From early 1977 to December 1978 I loved this band and thought they could do no wrong. They were political and from the street and they knew what it was all about. Then they released the second album and although it was OK it wasn't great. Nevertheless I would probably have stuck with them but unfortunately for The Clash at around the same time, All Mod Cons was released and my allegiances started to shift to The Jam. I could identify much more with Weller's description of outer suburban London boys and his songs portrayed a world I half knew and aspired to.
But in December 1978 I saw The Clash two nights on the trot at The Lyceum and they were great -everything I wanted them to be from one of the greatest bands of all time. Luckily for me and you, they recorded the gigs and here it is. The sound is raw and they are a bit all over the place at times but it is an excellent reminder of how good this band were.
Nine months later I was back at The Lyceum to see the March of The Mods tour. I had seen Secret Affair and Back To Zero at The Marquee and had discovered The Teenbeats and by the August of 1979 I was a New Mod., suit, Hush Puppies, Desert Boots, Fred Perries,, the lot. Nine months now can go by in a blink of an eye but at 18 nine months is a lifetime.
Of course The Clash redeemed themselves musically with London Calling later that year but by then it was too late.
Monday 18 July 2011
3 Weeks Later
I know- it's been a long time. But I still feel the same, do you miss me?
Sorry about the absence of posts, I will be back shortly with a good one. Honest,
Sorry about the absence of posts, I will be back shortly with a good one. Honest,
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