Still wonderfully mad after all these years. We first saw John Otway at the Charnock Richard Folk Festival in the mid 1970s. He fell about ten foot off the stage, carried on singing, climbed back up, and carried on performing. Go and see him, with...
The year was 1975. The place was the Reading Festival, when festivals were festivals, when you didn't have to pay out hundreds of pounds for tickets nine months in advance of the event, when you could always buy day tickets instead of committing yourself to...
Some time before the end of today, Ali and I will have worked out what days we are going to start the mixing of Moorscape™. It's only a week since we finished all fourteen album tracks, yet it feels like an age. It is actually...
Just a few hours over a week ago, I was in Debenhams Manchester insulting the dress sense of a manikin. Honestly I was. There were witnesses. Such is my hatred of shopping for clothes, and especially on a Sunday. It seems the world is run...
Back in the days when we staged managed the Norwich Folk Festival, we had the privilege to laugh along to Les Barker, then billed as Mrs. Ackroyd which I believe was the name of his dog. Les is still out there on the circuit and...
RECORDING DAY 15 saw the completion of our first album. Yes, our first. Because there will be more. Moorscape™ has given us all so much. It has reunited old friends, and made some amazing new ones. It has been a lot of fun, and a...
…well I’m sure you would do the same. Yesterday I was working in my box bedroom office. As I was reading through a whole load of student assignments, I thought I would have my headphones on to let Moorscape™ wash over me as I worked....
Way back in the mid-'70s, we saw Wally supporting Lindisfarne in Blackpool, and later put them on in the upstairs bit of the Mecca ballroom, as part of our Sixth Form Association Christmas charity bash. Produced by Whispering Bob Harris, Wally gathered quite a following and...