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On the subject of older people in groups, in the early 2000's I worked for a London media outfit around the time that David Byrne was involved in a minor hit called something like, "I'm stupid and I'm lazy".
Colleagues Therese, Louise and Denise gathered for a fag on the fire escape one morning and the conversation went like this:
"See Top of the Pops last night?"
"Yeah."
"Who was that old bloke with the grey hair then?"
"Dunno."
"What was he doing on Top of the Pops anyway?"
I tried to explain about The Talking Heads, but it sounded rather like I was reminiscing about the Battle of Jutland.

In the (pretty decent) Rolling Stones film Stripped, which is mentioned elsewhere on these pages, the band revisit The Spider and the Fly. But with the lyrics rewritten so the line now reads, 'she looked about fifty'. Accompanied with knowing, eye-rolling irony by MJ, who would have been thereabouts himself at the time.

A brilliant podcast gentlemen, absolutely hilarious! I have just recovered my equilibrium and will have to listen again later to savour the nuances. Suffice it to say that Mr Ellen's closing comment, about how one might react to the sight of a clutch of Radio One DJs escaping the tartan trimmed hordes of aquatic Rollers fans in a speedboat captained by a Womble, was uncomfortably close to the mark.

Gavin

'giving it some'. What a dude! Brilliant!

even over the noise of double-decker buses on Waterloo Bridge!

Cheers!

and then I went to see the UK Subs. Freaked me out a bit I must admit. The support were The Vibrators and, call me odd, but they struck me as being a punk version of Cheap Trick (and I mean that as a very high compliment). A great live band. The old man was OK as well.

'til next time...

No offence to Mark Ellen and his retelling of the story, but here's the ending of the Bay City Rollers anecdote as told in John Peel's "Margrave of the Marshes":
"Hurtling back and forth on the pellucid waters of the lake was a speedboat, and in the speedboat was Tony Blackburn, waving to the crowds. The speedboat was piloted by a Womble.
'Look on this and marvel,' I murmured to Johnnie Walker. 'You will never see anything like this again.'"

You won't hear Tony Blackburn using the word "pellucid".

Another joy. And imagine my surprise at being mentioned! Although it would seem that my nom-de-internet has exceeded its sell by date, alas.
Fair point, though.
I suppose the secret fantasy of being a character in The Matrix had to come to an end eventually. And that's why we do it, I reckon. There might be some vague idea that we're sticking it to The Man by using pseudonyms, but the reality is that unless we're gifted with an inherently cool name (such as Eric Bloodaxe, or anything that involves the definite article) then we see the anonymity of the web as a blank canvas where we can construct a persona more in keeping with our self-image. However, smelling vaguely of ashtrays I may be, but I'm not so attached to "Silvermute" that I can't recognise that it's a bit ridiculous.
So, from now on I shall be posting under my real name, Andrew Perry, a 43 years old IT guy living in Gateshead. The laptop balanced on the bog stays, though…

..these disparaging comments by Mr.Hepworth stop anyone using dopey pen-names.
We all know he contributes to many gardening dicussion groups under the name "Percy Throwers Idiot Bastard Son"..probably.

The sound was the best yet on the 'cast - well done Matt - could actually hear everyone. I look forward to the next 'cast with Andrew Collins - might actually be able to hear him now!

I need this podcast for various Noisy Train journeys - perfect so far - cheers!