Whenever anything like this comes on the radio or she plays Bon Jovi, my Mrs looks at me and says "Gobshite American Fuckers" before I can say anything... she knows me too well.
I see them a bit like Wagner these days, you have to wade through all the dated crappy stuff to get to the good bits, but they are good when you arrive
Dirty job but someone has to do it,
Did a bit of road work when I was at college and nobody wanted my drumming skills, moved the lights around for few known names at the time... I was the lowest of the low, sound was the best gig, last in, first out. Never met the bands.
Wasn't a painting, the 11 year old girl became a minor celebrity.
Ginger Baker used to drank in a pub where I was a part time barman, known as a bit "edgy"
Turn up at first rehearsal believing myself to be the next Keith Moon... I hear we're going to call ourselves "The Cold House Kid" and they all started doing harmonies to Hotel California in some sort of Bolton tenor. Time to eff off
According to the local news if I have a heart attack or stroke I should now phone for a taxi.
I currently have 8 concreters/drainlayers off, one plumber in hospital with pneumonia from covid and my operations manager has just been let out of hospital in Dublin.
And Johnson tells us there's nothing to worry about