Geologically speaking, yes. Currently ensconced in Honor Oak Park, which is between Forest Hill & Catford.
That's a long one. My dad was in the Civil Service, so I was born in Singapore (64), raised in Winchester (67-73), schooled in Hong Kong (73-76), then hoiked back to Taunton (77-80), flung to Hong Kong again (80-82), back to Somerset (82-84), college in Bournemouth (85-86), moved to Bristol (87) & then escaped the West Country for the bright lights of Neasden (87). Went saafov varivvah around 1990 & I've kinda stuck.
See? I warned you. Serves you right for asking.
Mild for preference. Otherwise any 'real' bitter. Failing that, Guinness. For spirits, either Jack Daniels or Lamb's rum. Wine: a full-bodied Merlot or Cabernet Sauvignon.
It could be the Fruit Bat that roosted on the washing line in Singapore when I was 2 or 3, but that might be based on a photo. It was all a long time ago. I can definitely recall a boat trip on the SS Oronsay to either Durban or Dakar when we came back from Singapore in 1967 though. I'd have been 3 then.
Either "The Best Of Cliff, Vol. 2" or the soundtrack to "The Towering Inferno". Shut up - I was 9.
Probably, though thankfully not to hand.
Quite partial to bit of woodworking, and I do like a set of wheels - especially if they're about 6ft diameter, made of cast steel & flanged.
Signwriting too. Reasonable rates, no job too small:
Port Vale Heavy Metal Holocaust, 1981 - Frank Marino, Ozzy with Randy Rhodes ('cause Sabbath chickened out) & Motörhead. Quote of the day from Lemmy: "750,000 watts & you want me to turn it up?" It was bloody awesome. Followed it up with Monsters of Rock at Donington the same year (AC/DC & Whitesnake).
All of them? If I had to pick one it'd be one of the several minicab/courier firms I've worked for. A couple of them were very bent & one was a cross between Monty Python's Vercotti Brothers, the Krays and the BNP!
Got presented to Princess Anne. She sent me back.
Playing since 1982. Nothing serious stage-wise until I started doing these jam things in 2008. Looking for a gig though - what yer got?
A few, but with one exception they all died after long, drawn-out rehearsals. The exception went titzup after a rather odd acid & tequila-fuelled gig at a free festival.
Stuart Colman's show "That's Rock 'n' Roll" on Radio 1 in about 1978/79.
A bit of NWOBHM (New Wave Of British Heavy Metal), & I'm not averse to Prog, some classical (Bach), a bit of Jazz (provided it makes sense). Going back to my roots at the moment & listening to a lot of Rock 'n' Roll/Rockabilly. It seems the notion "less is more" may have some merit.
Mostly the British Invasion lot: Bluesbreakers, Peter Green's Fleetwood Mac, Ten Years After etc. For the originals it'll be the Chicago/Chess lot: Howlin' Wolf, Elmore James & that. Then there's the 'Revivalists' like Dr. Feelgood, Rory Gallagher, SRV, George Thorogood, Gary Moore and so on.
ELP, Deep Purple (& spinoffs), Sabbath, Zep, AC/DC, King Crimson, The Beatles, Motörhead, Brand X, Bach (J.S.), Beethoven, Mussorgsky.
Had a good chat with Colin Hodgkinson a few years back at the Great British Beer Festival in Earl's Court. Nice bloke. Drinks real beer & smokes Camels.
Early 80s Aria Pro 2 all the way. I'm lucky enough to own three of them:
SB-900 - Built in 1980. Re-wired but otherwise essentially original
ZZB Custom - Built in 1984. Apart from the strings, it's completely original.
SB-1000F - Likewise built in 1980, heavily modified by me and de-fretted. This is the one you'll most likely see me playing onstage at the Blues Jam.
Otherwise, slight hankerings for a Rickenbacker and/or a 51-style slab-bodied Precision, oh and a Hammond C3. Not over fussed about amplification, just so long as it's poky enough (although I wouldn't object to a Fender Bassman 4x10 combo).
In breach of my restraining order. Yes, I know that's 6 words. Live with it.
Most supergroups don't work, but I'm intrigued by the idea of the Hendrix/Emerson collaboration that was actually mooted. If you're going to push it, though:
Hmmm. Possibly a bit fusion-tastic.
Having Johnny B. Goode stopped halfway through as it all went terribly wrong.
A good crowd of nice people, great players & superb organisation.
Either the Isle Of Wight in 1970 (both Taste and Hendrix's last gig, ELP's first). Tempted to have talked SRV into letting Clapton have his seat back in the helicopter, and being in Arkesden on the 20th April 1991 to make sure Steve Marriott had put that bloody fag out.
Ooohh yes. Yes...YES!
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