Evening Strumpets,
I`m away for a couple of weeks, but I`m leaving you in the good hands of the North`s best kept secret. Hope and Social.
Till the next one, learn something new.
Mark.
Sunday, 24 July 2011
Monday, 18 July 2011
Sunday, 17 July 2011
Saturday, 16 July 2011
The Road
Afternoon Strumpets,
Here`s another new one which I`ve been working on for a couple of days. First version and I`m sure not how it will eventually end up (not sure I like the G7 insert) but, oh well you get the idea. all comments very welcome.
Till the next one learn something new,
Mark.
Here`s another new one which I`ve been working on for a couple of days. First version and I`m sure not how it will eventually end up (not sure I like the G7 insert) but, oh well you get the idea. all comments very welcome.
Till the next one learn something new,
Mark.
Friday, 15 July 2011
Jamboree Jam.
Afternoon Strumpets,
Here`s a vid from the other nights practice. It`s a song I wrote years ago for my other band The Nephrons.
Till the next one, learn something new.
Mark
Here`s a vid from the other nights practice. It`s a song I wrote years ago for my other band The Nephrons.
Till the next one, learn something new.
Mark
Thursday, 14 July 2011
Smother Time
Evening Strumpets,
Seeing Steve Martin and the Steep Canyon Rangers appears to have acted as a laxative to my creative muse who is emptying her bowels on my head at an alarming rate.
I played Blondie`s Sister Rag to the Charmers during a practice on Tuesday (some audio and vid to be posted over the next couple of days)and it went down really well. I`ve also written this little thing which has words of a sort but I`ll keep hold of them until it`s about right. The chaps also liked this so hopefully so will you.
Till the next one, learn something new,
Mark.
Seeing Steve Martin and the Steep Canyon Rangers appears to have acted as a laxative to my creative muse who is emptying her bowels on my head at an alarming rate.
I played Blondie`s Sister Rag to the Charmers during a practice on Tuesday (some audio and vid to be posted over the next couple of days)and it went down really well. I`ve also written this little thing which has words of a sort but I`ll keep hold of them until it`s about right. The chaps also liked this so hopefully so will you.
Till the next one, learn something new,
Mark.
Jubilation Day
Evening Strumpets,
Here`s a bit more footage from the Steve Martin and Steep Canyon Rangers Concert,playing my current favourite song.
Till the next one, learn something new,
Mark.
Here`s a bit more footage from the Steve Martin and Steep Canyon Rangers Concert,playing my current favourite song.
Till the next one, learn something new,
Mark.
Monday, 11 July 2011
Blondie`s Sister Rag
Afternoon Strumpets,
The kids have had their annual Sports days this last week, and fantastically, in Grace`s year there were actually winners and losers. Grace got a first place in the football team, and two Silvers and a Bronze. Pretty chuffed. Amazingly I won the Dad`s 60 Metre Dash with a bean bag on head. I managed to lodge the bean bag to the top of my head with my glasses. Nothing against the rules there (I`ve checked).
Following this on the way to the Gig this weekend, Carl and I remembered our sports days. Carl has an everlasting memory, which i`m sure he will share with you if you should ever meet, and it was that along with the inspiration of seeing Mr Martin in action, which has led to me writing this.
Hope you like it,
till the next one, learn something new,
Mark
The kids have had their annual Sports days this last week, and fantastically, in Grace`s year there were actually winners and losers. Grace got a first place in the football team, and two Silvers and a Bronze. Pretty chuffed. Amazingly I won the Dad`s 60 Metre Dash with a bean bag on head. I managed to lodge the bean bag to the top of my head with my glasses. Nothing against the rules there (I`ve checked).
Following this on the way to the Gig this weekend, Carl and I remembered our sports days. Carl has an everlasting memory, which i`m sure he will share with you if you should ever meet, and it was that along with the inspiration of seeing Mr Martin in action, which has led to me writing this.
Hope you like it,
till the next one, learn something new,
Mark
Sunday, 10 July 2011
Steve Martin weekend.
Afternoon Strumpets,
As a birthday present, Carl from The Charmers arranged for us to visit the City of Manchester to see Steve Martin and the Steep Canyon Rangers play at the O2 Apollo. How fantastic was that!!!I thought it might be an idea to stay over on the night so without any help from the wives we "organised" everything ourselves.
The day started well, the hotel was booked, all of my stuff was packed. Louise ran through a check of clothing. "Do you have clothes to travel home in tomorrow?" was the first question, yes, yes I did. "Are they different to the clothes you are travelling there in?" was the next question, mostly they were, so the answer again was positive. all toiletries packed, unfortunately I`d forgotten toothpaste, but there`s a marvellous thing about Manchester. You can buy things there, like stuff you`ve forgot.
It turned out Carl had some anyway. Carl picked me up, and all excitened, to quote young Harry, we set off. Neither of us felt that we would need coats as it was quite sunny. We stopped off at a local shop to pick up food and, ahem, drink for the car. As we went to leave the shop, we weren`t prepared for what we saw. Literally. It was like God was peeing through a sieve. It was bouncing eight inches off the floor, and minor flooding was already occuring. It had been glorious when we went in.
The car was twenty feet away, but it might as well have been a mile. The rain was coming down sideways. We decided to Butch and Sundance it. By the time we got to the car we might as well have just walked. Drenched. Still we had food, we had drink and we had a great evening to look forward to. I asked Carl if he`d printed off the directions to the hotel I`d sent him and he said he had and that they were behind my seat. I picked the sheet up and saw this.
Carl had been helping his son with his homework that morning.
Despite this we found the hotel. It had looked lovely from the website, but I suppose alarm bells should have rang when I realised I`d only paid thirty quid for the two of us to share a twin. Still it did the trick.
We managed to get to the O2 Apollo, which was a twenty minute taxi ride, you can guess the price! Mr Martin came on with the Steep Canyon Rangers, and Wow. I mean Wow. You know when you get the chance to see one of your heroes perform, and I`d been a fan long before I even knew he played banjo, and you`re slightly nervous because you don`t want them to be ordinary, or anything less than magnificent. Well Mr Martin, effortlessly, went past my expectations. I can honestly say I have not been more wholly entertained ever at a live concert. He was at pains to point out that the Steep Canyon Rangers where not his backing band, but that he was their host Celebrity.
Here`s a clip I managed to get on my mobile.
I`ve got a few more to post throughout the week.
So then it was a couple of pints in Manchester, and back to the room with takeaway. I was so looking forward to a good nights sleep. Hal has had a bad cough lately so sleep has been a stranger. There was a 21st birthday party going on directly underneath our room. That stopped at 12:30. Sleep beckoned. Then I heard it! Carl had obviously swallowed a Klaxon. He wasn`t snoring, he was shouting. This continued until 6am when, and I kid you not, he got out his bed, put the light on and started making a cup of tea. No sleep for me.
Back home and to the kids and wife, and an amazing memory stored. Thanks Carl mate, but seriously, have the operation, that snoring is unbelievable.
Till the next one, learn something new,
Mark.
As a birthday present, Carl from The Charmers arranged for us to visit the City of Manchester to see Steve Martin and the Steep Canyon Rangers play at the O2 Apollo. How fantastic was that!!!I thought it might be an idea to stay over on the night so without any help from the wives we "organised" everything ourselves.
The day started well, the hotel was booked, all of my stuff was packed. Louise ran through a check of clothing. "Do you have clothes to travel home in tomorrow?" was the first question, yes, yes I did. "Are they different to the clothes you are travelling there in?" was the next question, mostly they were, so the answer again was positive. all toiletries packed, unfortunately I`d forgotten toothpaste, but there`s a marvellous thing about Manchester. You can buy things there, like stuff you`ve forgot.
It turned out Carl had some anyway. Carl picked me up, and all excitened, to quote young Harry, we set off. Neither of us felt that we would need coats as it was quite sunny. We stopped off at a local shop to pick up food and, ahem, drink for the car. As we went to leave the shop, we weren`t prepared for what we saw. Literally. It was like God was peeing through a sieve. It was bouncing eight inches off the floor, and minor flooding was already occuring. It had been glorious when we went in.
The car was twenty feet away, but it might as well have been a mile. The rain was coming down sideways. We decided to Butch and Sundance it. By the time we got to the car we might as well have just walked. Drenched. Still we had food, we had drink and we had a great evening to look forward to. I asked Carl if he`d printed off the directions to the hotel I`d sent him and he said he had and that they were behind my seat. I picked the sheet up and saw this.
Carl had been helping his son with his homework that morning.
Despite this we found the hotel. It had looked lovely from the website, but I suppose alarm bells should have rang when I realised I`d only paid thirty quid for the two of us to share a twin. Still it did the trick.
We managed to get to the O2 Apollo, which was a twenty minute taxi ride, you can guess the price! Mr Martin came on with the Steep Canyon Rangers, and Wow. I mean Wow. You know when you get the chance to see one of your heroes perform, and I`d been a fan long before I even knew he played banjo, and you`re slightly nervous because you don`t want them to be ordinary, or anything less than magnificent. Well Mr Martin, effortlessly, went past my expectations. I can honestly say I have not been more wholly entertained ever at a live concert. He was at pains to point out that the Steep Canyon Rangers where not his backing band, but that he was their host Celebrity.
Here`s a clip I managed to get on my mobile.
I`ve got a few more to post throughout the week.
So then it was a couple of pints in Manchester, and back to the room with takeaway. I was so looking forward to a good nights sleep. Hal has had a bad cough lately so sleep has been a stranger. There was a 21st birthday party going on directly underneath our room. That stopped at 12:30. Sleep beckoned. Then I heard it! Carl had obviously swallowed a Klaxon. He wasn`t snoring, he was shouting. This continued until 6am when, and I kid you not, he got out his bed, put the light on and started making a cup of tea. No sleep for me.
Back home and to the kids and wife, and an amazing memory stored. Thanks Carl mate, but seriously, have the operation, that snoring is unbelievable.
Till the next one, learn something new,
Mark.
Wednesday, 22 June 2011
Forty Towers Before Me.
Morning Strumpets,
The brief joy which was a working computer came to an abrupt halt last week. I think it`s about time I bit the bullet and purchased a new one. As a result this is being written on my lovely lady`s laptop, which I seem to have keyboard dyslexia about. I also find that I`ve been typing happily away for a couple of minutes, only to look up and find that I`m about three paragraphs backwards and in the middle of a previously typed sentence. No idea how that works?
I am forty tomorrow. I`m not complaining (much), as previously posted my life is pretty wonderful at the moment, but it has made me think about all my "firsts" I achieved in my thirties.
So, and in no particular order, here`s the, as yet unfinished, list.
Been in my thirties (duh!)
Graduated from a University course
Become a qualified nurse
Been stung by a wasp
Passed my Driving Test
Became a manager at work
Realised that being a manager at work was not for me
Won Popmaster and three in ten on Radio 2.
Owned a computer
Bought a house
Became a Dad to a beautiful daughter
Became a Dad to a beautiful son
completed a half marathon
learnt to "play" banjo
learnt to "play" Ukulele
got up and played to a group of people in a pub
Been paid to get up and play to a group of people in a pub
Played at a music festival
Woke up in a tent next to a girl
I`ll carry on with this later, after I`ve had a bit more of a think.
Till the next one,
learn something new,
Mark
The brief joy which was a working computer came to an abrupt halt last week. I think it`s about time I bit the bullet and purchased a new one. As a result this is being written on my lovely lady`s laptop, which I seem to have keyboard dyslexia about. I also find that I`ve been typing happily away for a couple of minutes, only to look up and find that I`m about three paragraphs backwards and in the middle of a previously typed sentence. No idea how that works?
I am forty tomorrow. I`m not complaining (much), as previously posted my life is pretty wonderful at the moment, but it has made me think about all my "firsts" I achieved in my thirties.
So, and in no particular order, here`s the, as yet unfinished, list.
Been in my thirties (duh!)
Graduated from a University course
Become a qualified nurse
Been stung by a wasp
Passed my Driving Test
Became a manager at work
Realised that being a manager at work was not for me
Won Popmaster and three in ten on Radio 2.
Owned a computer
Bought a house
Became a Dad to a beautiful daughter
Became a Dad to a beautiful son
completed a half marathon
learnt to "play" banjo
learnt to "play" Ukulele
got up and played to a group of people in a pub
Been paid to get up and play to a group of people in a pub
Played at a music festival
Woke up in a tent next to a girl
I`ll carry on with this later, after I`ve had a bit more of a think.
Till the next one,
learn something new,
Mark
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