by fat cherry » Sun Nov 19, 2017 7:52 am
Good one KOK. Asking a bunch of old blokes to bang on about their youth. Funnily enough I recently chucked a load of stuff out - boxes of letters I thought would be interesting in the future but aren't, plus the old diaries which I kept on and off as a young chap. Seems I spent most of my time 'not doing very much', and there's little evidence of what I was listening to - though I recall mainly The Jam and heavy doses of the Who, I even bought a Judas Priest album, Eddie and The Hot Rods supprted by The Radio Stars and Squeeze at Leeds University was a great gig. Otherwise, like Cheesy attaempting to buy beer and chasing girls. Not literally chasing, that would have been bad. Seems I had a thing for the unobtainable ones, lots of knockbacks, though one in particular turned out to be not all that unobtainable, but that was 1979 and allI I had to do was have a leaving party finally leaving the big city. But in 1978 I was 18 (got chucked out of a pub for being under age a week after my birthday - after the landlord had sold us a pint he wanders over to our tabe and suggested we drink up quick and piss off - friendly northerners and that). Went on holiday with the lads for a week in Scarborough, and a great time was had - I even pulled towards the end of the week, lovely girl from Mirfield, called Carol. A levels went well. Our band split up, reformed for a gig in a local mental hospital, reformed properly and split up again (musical differences, me three chord thrash, the rest, zepplin and wishbone ash covers - I mean really. That and the surprise that I was now one of three guitar players and the other two could play all that stuff. I even went to Liverpool in december to see a mate who'd gone there but only got off the halls to go to the nearest pub so no chance of accidentaly seeing the fledgling bunnies. And my mate kept playing Rat Trap over and over again. But at this time in particular - Nov 1978, I was sitting and failing the Oxford Entrance exams, though they don't tell you until just before christmas, which as moz sang, I can smile about it now but at the time it was terrible. Which all led to a strange limbo time in 1979 of not doing much until I finally did leave. And then it was brill.