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In: Bristol Fleece & Firkin
Date: November 2 1997
By: Dave Lloyd
What a tragic end. On the way to Bristol, when suddenly my car and the
exhaust have a lovers tiff and decide to part comapny. Bollocks. And the AA
don't turn up quickly. Double bollocks. So if you see one of those police
programmes, with some long haired lunatic in a leather jacket screaming obscentities
at the car, life and everything and everyone on the M42 it was me.
I mean, seriously, I was severly gutted. If I've missed a gig before, it's like, well ok, I'll see them again. This time, having seen them 5 times, I should be grateful for that. Instead I'm thinking, but I've missed them 5 times, and most importantly, tonight, when they were going to help me by getting me into the gig. I feel in a way I let them down. I know in a months time I'll be travelling seeing them again, but that doesn't compensate the way I feel at this moment. Utterly depressed. I didn't realise bands could have this effect on you.
Tragic.
So my adventure is over ... for
now. It's been a blast. Some of the best gigs I've seen, made special by HWP.
I want to thank them, and the other bands for this tour. I was going to thank
my car, but at the moment I'm sulking about it. But you have to look to the
future, and December sees the return bout, 6 gigs in a row ... with any luck.
Until then arry ver derci (He's Italian apparently).