So I’m knocking about listening to this new vocal loopy thing thinking all like, “it’s alreet that like son.” when I hear that investing a year and a bit into selling condiments for a funk-rock band has finally started to pay off with festival invites where I can offload some prime spice onto a captive audience.
Then the lass I was bopping along to in the first place sticks her pyat near mine and is all like, “get on the bass for me anarl dickhead!”.
To sum up; I’ll be on at Lindisfarne playing with the Hot Sauce Trio, and the legendary cave-dweller – Shannon Pearl.
Last time I played there it was canny good.
Groovebox Adam 