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Sent: 23/04/2003 19:37 |
I see the Midges of Rock festival is
scheduled for 6th September 2003. I bet we
could get a better deal on the flights if it
was rescheduled for September 11th !
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That's just the kind of crass moneygrabbing
attitude you'd expect from an accountant.
Having said that, we could still capitalise
on the cheap return fares if we make the
festival last for 5 days instead of a couple
of hours, and then fly back on the 11th.
This could readily be achieved by getting
you to spin out your "drum" solos in a John
Henry Bonham style as per the 1983 event.
It'll be unlistenable and excruciatingly
boring but that's what people expect anyway,
and it'll save us a few quid and you might
get your picture in the Gazette for setting
a world record.
We'll need to get a drum kit organised for
you, though. Do you play with or without the
cistern these days, and do you prefer a
handle or a chain?
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Interestingly I noticed a poster in Glasgow
the other day advertising two formerly
popular beat combos, Deep Purple and Lynyrd
Skynyrd, who I believe are simply trying to
ride the coat-tails of Sheep Purple and Bod
Strummer and the Dun Guireaneros back to the
public eye in a cynical,
Tony-Hadley-sings-old-Spandau-songs-on-Reborn-in-the-USA
style. Well, look where it got him.
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Maybe we could book Skynyrd to play the
Midges of Rock...
We could club together and pay for their
travel and food. There can't be many of them
left these days so they should be cheap -
One bag of chips out of the Peel's and
a bottle of thon Southren Comfort stuff from
Cathy Dhall's should cover their living
expenses for the night.
Do you think they'll mind flying Loganair?
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I think 'The Skynyrd' would be too accident
prone to invite. Take for instance, their
late bass player, Leon Wilkinson, whilst
surviving the plane crash, manages to crawl
out with several broken appendages, internal
bleeding etc, staggers across the swamp to a
farmhouse to get help, where he is promptly
shot by the redneck within, who thinks he's
a burglar.
But Leon was probably so drunk he never felt
a thing, ya awl. Yeehaa. South Harris is
gonna rise again!
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