Blimey that was fun. Thanks Tony Gleed for having me at your wonderful Rock n Roll book club which doubled up as a belated book launch for Anoint My Head, 18 months after publishing. You are a lovely, warm host and have fanned the flames of my rock ‘n’ roll delusions to dangerously hot levels. And thanks if you came along/laughed/heckled/sung along. It’s totally gone to my head and I can feel my inner Horace
Ladies and gentlemen, the moment you’ve all been waiting for. Some of you waiting longer than others; many of you may not have been waiting at all. And some you may not have even realised you were waiting. But worry not, coz here it is. 12 songs, 35 minutes, 25 years late. The debut album from Big Slice. Or B.S. for short. Come for the tunes, stay for the lyrics, wonder what could have been;
I got interviewed by Ben and Steve for their fab new podcast which rediscovers lost demoes and the stories behind them. You can hear hare here me talking about me and The Pointy Birds and Big Slice for over an hour, without stopping. Poor Ben and Steve but I paid them handsomely….