I had joined a new group after seeing the leader play his guitar I thought he was great and he was my hero.
A mod always immaculately dressed in the latest mod slightly effeminate clothes.
He could really talk the talk as well telling us where we were going and how good we were goina be.
He swung his guitar around when he played and jumped right up in the air ,swinging his plectrum arm in circles like a windmill.
Then oneday I saw him at work in a bellboys uniform outside the Grand Hotel.
A fucking bellboy!!
If he is my hero and he is only a bellboy , what does that make me…….SHIT!!
I went to our practice all disallusioned.
At the practice , as usual the drummer turned up late.
He eventually turned up and said come and have a look at my new car.
A Mark One Lotus Cortina very nice we said it was a really smart top of the range car.
We thought have the fuck can he afford the flash motor , we only had scooters.
He said I just go and park it up in the multistorey , ok don’t be long.
We start started practising again when a car salesman turned up and said WHAT’S THE name of the group I make the invoice payable to, the WhAT.?
No to fucking gEOFF Moon , no you don’t understand its the groups car.,the salesman said.
No you DON’T FUCKING understand we ain’t paying for it , it’s GEOFF Moon’s FUCKING CAR.
HE’S FUCKING paying for it.
He went then Geoff turned up we had a go at him but he didn’t seem to know what we were talking about .
So we got down to practising a new number
It was going shit I had been there 3 hrs , Pete hadn’t been listening to my opinion on what was going wrong.
He had another idea and wanted to start it again right from the begining doing it all different again.
Look I said you lot have been fucking about all night now when it’s getting late you want to change it all.
The leader came charging over and started prodding me in the chest saying I’m the leader you do what I say.
I said fuck off you’re only a Bell Boy , you ain’t in charge of me , I’m my own man.
He took his guitar off , grabbed hold of it by the neck and swung it at my head.
I ducked and it glanced off my shoulder.
The other members of the group grabbed my arms , he then swung a right , and they let go off my arms as I dodged it.
He then swung a left , I got him with an upcut and he went down and passed out.
I thought of well my days of being in this group are over.
I was the singer and Rythm guitarist.
Fuck them I thought they fucking grabbed my arms like it was me who was starting it.
IT WAS THE FUCKING BELLBOY WHO STARTED IT………….
Isn’t it funny how sometimes they never blame the person who starts it and the often blame the innocent one just cos he’s their mate.
I was actually in 2 groups but this isn’t my story , it’s a bit the Who and a bit madeup or changed slightly and a bit Quadraphenia., but i HOPE A GOOD STORY.
I went to see the WHO in 1969 at the Mecca Stevenage. They were only only on for about 45mins and 15 minutes of that they were just smashing up their equipment. We were all gutted as we were 15 year olds struggling to get half decent amps!!! And the performance was crap even tho I managed to get one of Keith Moon’s drumsticks. I stupidly gave it to a girl at school , and she hasn’t got it any more I recently asked her about it.Marian Stevens from Henlow. She married a Ritchard Clements.
I once got called up on the stage in Tenerifie.
They drummer did some fancy drumming , then passed his sticks to me. I did what he did and a bit more , they crowd loved it and so did I. I am a bit of an exhibitionist when I’ve had a drink.!!
Another time we played at my brothers 21 year do at the brickground Hotel. Gary Jeeves was our drummer and was using his dad Des’ Premier drums.Roy Weedon played bass guitar ,and Chris Broadbent lead. One of the local Hard Nuts Norman Easter wanted to have a go on the drums to one of our numbers.
Gary was very reluctant in case they got damaged but Norman really could play those drums . Norman got home very late and had Paul Maher with him. Norman let Paul go in first. Norman’s wife was waiting behind the door and hit Paul over the head with the frying pan knocking him out cold. TRUE!
Another time Alistair Dando let us play at one of his gigs at Stotfold memorial Hall. We put our guitars over our necks then drove over there on our scooters. They let us plug into their amps and use their drums. I don’t know where Gary Jeeves knew Alistair well or Chris Broadbent got the gig. It went quite well , but Phil Payne played a brilliant version of Purple Haze , or was it Hey Joe.
Another gig we played at was at the old Methodist Hall. I think this was our first gig and we were only allowed to play one number the house of the Rising Son. A singer for this gig was the girl who went on to marry Terry Judge and the Barristers. He was a seriously good singer but never got the breaks. Somebody else rerecorded one of his vynals and got a top three hit with it. I thought Terry’s version was better. We had his record and I lent it to Gary but never got it back.
- arlesey funday 2014
- glanced off my shoulder
- grabbed my arms
- hit over the head
- how the fuck can he afford that
- It was the fucking bellboy
- knocked out cold
- lambretta scooters
- lotus cortina mark1
- my new car
- new number
- prodding me
- Rock group
- rythym guitarist
- swung a left
- swung guitar at my head
- top of the range
- tribute to oasis at arlesey funday
- turned up late
- upper cut
- vespa scooters