Just learned that Steven Wells - who when I saw him was called "Seething Wells" - a ranting poet has succumbed to cancer at the age of 49.
1981, I think it was - at a festival called Futurama in Stafford. We'd gone because Jah Wobble (who'd just left Public Image Ltd) was supposed to be playing. Didn't show though, so we made do with Bow Wow Wow, Simple Minds and a few others belting out their nbest efforts in a Cattle Hall which had almost totally been cleared of cowshit. Almost, but not completely. There are some pictures of that very festival here (look for Sept 6th 1981).
Seething Wells popped up at some point. A ranting skinhead up on stage decrying the 'Tetley Bittermen'. Main reason I remember it was for the line "You have to be a real man to drink Tetleys", which was funny only because it was a favourite tipple of my pal's mum.
Perhaps less earthshaking news to the music world than MJ - but somehow I preferd Well's style...
Friday, 3 July 2009
Not dead yet
Hi Folks,
Its been a bad month for people shuffling off their mortal coil, hasn't it? We've had MJ and Farrah check out recently, and there's not been many signs of life from Music and Mumblings, has there?
Well, fear not (unless you hate the podcast, in which case be very, very afraid) because I have not given up on podcasting (or grumbling). I'm just too dratted busy to do it justice right now, and I'm not going to dump any half done rubbish on you. And anyway, I do this for the fun of it - mine and yours (as well, of course as the very important promotion of the artists' work).
There's still bucketloads of top chunes out there, and I reckon (hope?) Ill be back with a decent show (relatively speaking) in the autumn (after I've travelled the length and breadth of the country by motorbike with my pal Bob The B'stard).
Meantime, I'm still knockin' about - you can always drop me a mail if you want!
Cheers,
Grumbler.
Its been a bad month for people shuffling off their mortal coil, hasn't it? We've had MJ and Farrah check out recently, and there's not been many signs of life from Music and Mumblings, has there?
Well, fear not (unless you hate the podcast, in which case be very, very afraid) because I have not given up on podcasting (or grumbling). I'm just too dratted busy to do it justice right now, and I'm not going to dump any half done rubbish on you. And anyway, I do this for the fun of it - mine and yours (as well, of course as the very important promotion of the artists' work).
There's still bucketloads of top chunes out there, and I reckon (hope?) Ill be back with a decent show (relatively speaking) in the autumn (after I've travelled the length and breadth of the country by motorbike with my pal Bob The B'stard).
Meantime, I'm still knockin' about - you can always drop me a mail if you want!
Cheers,
Grumbler.
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