In reply to Post #88
Say woot?
Say woot?
In reply to Post #91
Oh yeah! From now on I'm going to keep my bivvy zipped up. "We are not in Kansas Toto"
Oh yeah! From now on I'm going to keep my bivvy zipped up. "We are not in Kansas Toto"
In reply to Post #86
Love a bit of Slayer, South of Heaven still one of my all time favourite albums.
Love a bit of Slayer, South of Heaven still one of my all time favourite albums.
In reply to Post #93
Just as good as seasons in the abyss
Just as good as seasons in the abyss
In reply to Post #94
Managed to get tickets for the last tour. Making sure my son sees the decent bands before they all disappear....
Managed to get tickets for the last tour. Making sure my son sees the decent bands before they all disappear....
In reply to Post #95
Yep make those memories Morbid Angel the Marquee 1991 sticks out in my mind rammed out with ambulances waiting outside ferrying them out of the mosh pit, my mate had his nose spread all over his face by a Buster Blood vessel looking character stage diving feet first, second time he tried it the pit parted and he hit the deck flat on his back and everyone piled on and hammered him, the red cross helped him to the ambulance on a gurney.
Yep make those memories Morbid Angel the Marquee 1991 sticks out in my mind rammed out with ambulances waiting outside ferrying them out of the mosh pit, my mate had his nose spread all over his face by a Buster Blood vessel looking character stage diving feet first, second time he tried it the pit parted and he hit the deck flat on his back and everyone piled on and hammered him, the red cross helped him to the ambulance on a gurney.
In reply to Post #96
Lucky my sons got decent taste in music - first gig (aged 11) was Lamb of God and Death is one of his favs.
Plays guitar way better than me too. Bloody kids.
Lucky my sons got decent taste in music - first gig (aged 11) was Lamb of God and Death is one of his favs.
Plays guitar way better than me too. Bloody kids.
In reply to Post #96
I heard about that gig as a lad.
I heard about that gig as a lad.
In reply to Post #96
My old band once stood in last minute for buster bloodvessel and his band when they got stuck on the m1.
Imagine the scene...
The Swan on Fulham Broadway- Chelsea firm stomping ground. Full of skinheads expecting Bad Manners.
And we rock up... all bon Jovi hair and leather trousers...
How we got out alive is purely down to self depreciating humour and a lot of happy hour beer prices
My old band once stood in last minute for buster bloodvessel and his band when they got stuck on the m1.
Imagine the scene...
The Swan on Fulham Broadway- Chelsea firm stomping ground. Full of skinheads expecting Bad Manners.
And we rock up... all bon Jovi hair and leather trousers...
How we got out alive is purely down to self depreciating humour and a lot of happy hour beer prices
In reply to Post #99
That reminds me of that scene In the blues brothers where they end up playing the country and western bar.
Sometimes it's hard to be a woman..........
Sometimes it's hard to be a woman..........
In reply to Post #100
In reply to Post #99
Rmfho i remember the swan well lol big difference from buster blood vesel and bon jovi lookalikes for sure lol
Rmfho i remember the swan well lol big difference from buster blood vesel and bon jovi lookalikes for sure lol
In reply to Post #102
Great venue. Brilliant sound guy called Graham Pattinson and a hell of a sound system
Many happy and hazy memories of the place.
Not sure it's still there?
Great venue. Brilliant sound guy called Graham Pattinson and a hell of a sound system
Many happy and hazy memories of the place.
Not sure it's still there?
In reply to Post #103
Dont think it is... it was a big old venue think one of my most enduring memories was singing chelsea songs and building a pint class tower of emptys so high you wouldnt beleive.... finishing my postie round by 9am(old days 1980s( and rushing up to get in for early drinking sessions...tapping on window to gain entry lol.
Dont think it is... it was a big old venue think one of my most enduring memories was singing chelsea songs and building a pint class tower of emptys so high you wouldnt beleive.... finishing my postie round by 9am(old days 1980s( and rushing up to get in for early drinking sessions...tapping on window to gain entry lol.
In reply to Post #98
You've just made me feel old.
You've just made me feel old.