In a market in Kampala I myself came close to buying a shirt advertising one of Eric Clapton's interminable residencies at the Albert Hall from some years back as I'd actually been at one of the gigs, but as it wasn't actually very good (the gig, that is, not the t-shirt) I decided against it. Obviously, its pretty safe to assume that many of the kids wearing them have never heard the bands whose attire they are sporting, which in the case of those sporting Guns & Roses t-shirts, may be just as well.
HE CAN'T PLAY OUT UNTIL HE'S HAD HIS DINNER Parishioner Stephen Green: I am reminded of a few years back when a certain Robert Plant came to play a small establishment in Manchester.
An eager throng of paying punters stood and waited for the great man to appear. And waited. And waited, etc. Robert had gone to see his beloved Wolves play Bolton at theReebok Stadium 15 miles away. Any fool could have told him it takes hours to get out of the car park up there. Happily Wolves lost. Parishioner Paul Grimshaw: The classic band that made you wait (at least once every two weeks in thewinter months) was Half Man Half Biscuit. In around 1985, I rememberbeing at their show at Birmingham Powerhouse (fabulous venue where I also saw an early REM gig and the mighty-on-record-but-unlistenable-live Husker Du).
finally the still scarf-bedecked Tranmere Fanclub (I always thought they should have been called that, but perhaps possible confusionwith Teenage of that ilk would have ensued) trooped onto stage, having been to Prenton Park to see their idols play in a midtable irrelevance. But then we all knew they went to the footie before showing at their gigs, and having clocked Tranmere were at home, we hadn't turned up till eleven anyway.
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