Went back to college when I was 35 ish and did a BTEC ND in broadcast systems. The rest of the guys where 18-20 year old DJ's and decided to take DAD (my college name) out for the night. they seemed to be delighted that DAD was not the sit in the corner with pipe and slippers type. Had a great time. :-)
Another local (sort of) band for me during dem dar years;
I didn't go through the same school as Weller but the "other" one further down the canal, where all the inter-school punch ups took place, happy days of youthful, wreckless stupidity.
I saw them quite a number of times back in the day... Which leads me on to my Robert Smith story.
I went to photograph The Cure in the Student Union in Birmingham. I went to the bar (as you do) and found myself sitting at a table with, amongst others, Robert Smith. He was rather miserably recounting stories of self harm, specifically stubbing cigarettes out on his forearms, and showing off his scars.
"The Sound of Breaking Glass" as the car across the road get.s it window bashed in.
The 100W A Class trying to destroy with deep bass my "PIT" but it does help the breathing as one gasps as another shelve fall on the floor to the metronome music of Mr Jackson, and his Bad recording.
Are you sure that car wasn't caused by the 100watter!
Movie style scenario, Colin turns up the wick on Mr.J and cars windows start exploding up the street; Bumpfshh Bumpfshh Bumpfshh, Bumpfshh-Bumpfshh........I'm baaaad!
Are you sure that car wasn't caused by the 100watter!
Movie style scenario, Colin turns up the wick on Mr.J and cars windows start exploding up the street; Bumpfshh Bumpfshh Bumpfshh, Bumpfshh-Bumpfshh........I'm baaaad!
brings back happy memories of youth club nights :-))
I can't believe how these tracks are linking to stories from my past.
Back in the early 90s, when I was doing a bit of reviewing for Audiophile magazine, it's big featured review was an Audio Note tube amp - I think a £30-£40,000 Ongaku; almost certainly a SECA design, anyway.
This guy calling himself Michael had rung up Jonathan Kettle, the magazine's editor, and said he had something that looked just like it! So it was decided that Jonathan would go around and have a look. The address was in Brockley in South East London, and I lived very close, in New Cross, so I got roped in as well.
We arrive at the house and Michael is a very welcoming black guy. We get shown an enormous home-made amp with a valve about the size of an oxygen cylinder! It looked very much like the featured amp, but older and many times bigger.
Michael explained how his amp powered Sound Systems, and we hung around chatting about music and the Notting Hill Carnival and stuff... Eventually, the penny drops and I ask Michael if he is Mikey Dread. Yup!
Not sure if Colin or Paul designed my kit around making gangsta rap sound good through Blu-ray digital hi-res, but I suspect that NWA has never sounded better...!
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Some great choices there, The Prodigy, AB FAB!
Another local (sort of) band for me during dem dar years;
I didn't go through the same school as Weller but the "other" one further down the canal, where all the inter-school punch ups took place, happy days of youthful, wreckless stupidity.
Summer tracks (possibly older
There's a uniqueness to DP's twist on the blues and this one hits bulls eye for me.
Steppin' away from blues to straight hard rock.
That's the cobwebs gone
This is pumpin' right now though
Movie style scenario, Colin turns up the wick on Mr.J and cars windows start exploding up the street;
Bumpfshh Bumpfshh Bumpfshh, Bumpfshh-Bumpfshh........I'm baaaad!
The second half of track 2 reminds me of Focus.
Shabba Ranks......Mr Loverman !
Oh, and don't forget this one, one of my school mates was a skin'ed and a total nutter, this song sums him up!