Untruths | May 2025.
Entries for April have now been moved to an archive here.
Don't worry if you missed them, it was all rubbish.
May 1st:
Up around 10am. Scorchio. Building work is going on next door to me and my drive is full of the builders scaffolding, making gigging at weekends difficult as I can't park my car full of gear safely out of sight overnight. This means I have to completely unload it into the house. Because it's so hot, the builders are having a few days siesta and I can't see this taking less than a few weeks. I have to be fairly zen about this, because there is no point at all about getting all wound up about it. That will achieve nothing at all.
Yesterday, the sad remains of Slade (now known as 'Dave Hill's Slade' at ex-member Don Powell's insistence) advertised 'their final tour'. Except it ISN'T their final tour. It's a final Christmas tour. Their poster is the most deceptive thing I have ever seen. The last show of the tour (at the moment) is in Manchester. I was nearly tricked into buying a ticket for old times sake, but seeing as they have said there will be more shows next year, my wallet remains unbothered. I have not been to see them since a total debacle in Manchester in 2000, after which I swore never again.
May 2nd:
This dropped through my letterbox today. I now have an amount of watching and writing to do over the next couple of days.
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