| I have just woken up in Rostock and decided to do this before I eat anything,
do you know what I go through for you lot? Starvation, pestilence, brain cell,
wind and rain...should that read wine and rain? No it should not as I haven't
touched a drop for a week.
Actually it is bloody freezing here, which I reckon is a good job. It's been, as they say unseasonably mild don't ya think of late? Unless you live in Thailand, then it's been bloody awful and wet, poor buggers, I was watching the TV last night, and in some areas they haven't had rain for months and now the Government may well be forced into flooding their land to prevent a catastrophe. Who'd be a politician eh?
So, how have you been? I'm good, thanks for asking, still trying to write me new solo disc, seems to be all the rage in the Quo camp these days. Love Unfinished Business, me. What a great video, sorry promo clip as well.
In general Quoland speak, I was knocked out with the amount of exposure I know I said it before, but it was great the amount Two Way Traffic got played on the radio, First time I ever wrote a song that got on the A list of a major station. The summer has also had some pretty memorable events, all of which escape me as all I can think of is food, so I completely renege on my promise of 4 minutes ago. I am going to eat a banana and drink some Chai before I carry on. So just hang in there ...
Done it mum! By the way, have you tried Chai? I love it, a bit like drinking a mince pie is the nearest I can come to, sounds weird but isn't. Trust me.
Righto, just looked at the list of shows to cover, longest ever so I shall skip some as I don't want to be here for a week. Nothing against Rostock, but places to go etc.
Shrewsbury with the 10Cccs. Do you know why they called the band 10cc? Well I do, and it's quite rude. Anyway, they were fantastic. With that many hits and musicians of that calibre it's always going to be great, an ideal summer ticket in my book. They go down brilliantly but it doesn't tire the Billy out before us, whereas with say another great band like Thunder, they put out the same kind of energy as us, so take more energy from the audience, which is bang out of order!
By the way, I was sent the following joke and it cracked me up, so here 'tis:
A man was leaving a convenience store with his morning coffee when he noticed a most unusual funeral procession approaching the nearby cemetery.
A black hearse was followed by a second black hearse about 50 Feet behind the first one. Behind the second hearse was a solitary man walking a dog on a leash.
Behind him, a short distance back, were about 200 men walking single file. The man couldn't stand the curiosity.
He respectfully approached the man walking the dog and said, "I am so sorry for your loss, and this may be a bad time to disturb you, but I've never seen a funeral like this.
"Whose funeral is it?"
''What happened to her?"
The man replied, "She yelled at me and my dog attacked and killed her."
He inquired further, "But who is in the second hearse?"
The man answered, "My mother-in-law. She was trying to help my wife when the dog turned on her."
A very poignant and touching moment of brotherhood and silence passed between the two men.
"Can I borrow the dog?"
The man replied,
"Get in the queue."
†On to la belle France, where I notice Sarkozy and Cameron had a spat yesterday, maybe itís because the French LOST to the mighty All Blacks in the Rugby world cup final, Iím so sorry for them, especially as it was so close and I think they should have won... my Ďeart eet bleeds for zem. Giggle, moi?
Best place in the world, just please donít win anything, there's a good country. I have no problem saying that, because I know they feel EXACTEMENT the same about us Roast beef.
Going to be some interesting spelling here by the way as spellcheck isnít working on my Mac for some reason. Oh yes, it was a Harley Davidson meet in Morzine, and of course it rained.
It rained in Hohenems, Austria as well, but we were indoors for a change, didnít stop me from getting drenched on a stroll into town though.
Greenwich next, with the Nine below Zeros, what a fine British band band that is. OK, I know Jerry the bass player isnít a Brit, but you know what I mean, yes indeedee. By the way he has a book out called ďRiding ShotgunĒ about his career, which obviously covers a lot of his Gallagher years, a must for you Rory heads. Rockin gig to a shall we say ďselectiveĒ audience.
Next!! Austria again, in a kind of Resort affair I think, where I walked into the Ladies changing room by mistake (of course it was !), which was nice.
It rained. Then Graz, my favourite town in Austria, where I met up wiv me new best mate George, what a nice man he is, wasnít that Sauvignon Blanc superb? Even though he says Mrs. Thatcher was misquoted when she happened to mention that in her book there is no such thing as society. How right she was, thanks a bunch Maggie. Friendly V sign there Georgie boy.
Isle of Wight next, only got there on the day, so canít remember much except meeting me old mate Daisy, who grew up next door to Ronnie Wood, he has some great stories to tell. And it didnít rain. And I caught the last Hovercraft back with Pepsi and Sue and a girl with her arm in a sling.
Lytham next, great bunch of kids from a local band, their name escapes me temporarily, let me know and next log Iíll give you the big up... Glastonbury abbey next, lovely town, what a throwback. I reckon they probably had their fair share of ducking stools there a few hundred years ago, maybe they still have... Bootleg Beatles supporting, same as the 10 CCs re audience drainage situation. Donít lynch me about Glastonbury comments by the way, itís just, well, different, and thereís nothing wrong with that. Unless youíre a stranger.
BBC radio in concert, great, we treated it like a gig as opposed to oh shit weíre recording, better not make any cockups. And there werenít many as well, marvellous!
Straight off to the Bulldog Bash, via an hotel in Stratford on Avon, where Iíd never been before. Went for a walk down the Kennet and Avon canal and got chatting to a woman on one of those canal boats. She sold me on the idea, that is my next holiday folks, I must be getting old. (what do you mean, getting?)
Great gig as usual, good to see Andy T our former security man once again. I also bought a bottle of chilli sauce from Belize, (it originated there, I didnít nip off to buy it) which would definitely put hairs on your chest, man or woman, trust me. Phwooargh! Lethal!!
Bad manners were on before us, not my thing but I thought they were really good.
On to Colmar, where we have played before a few times, stunning town with lots of Creperies and great white wine, heaven really. 5,000 French got an excellent show from le Quo.
On to Dramman in Norway, no idea. Sorry.
Last for this bit, Alnwick Castle with the CCs, rained just as we went on, what an amazing place Alnwick castle is, I would really really recommend it, especially the poison herb garden and the water feature.
Well, that about wraps it up really, only a little bit left of the summer left to talk about, do that later, but it was really a good time. Lots of jet setting around in private planes, not bad for a Whitton boy, which is where I come from, itís near Twickenham, the home of Rugby. Believe me, when I lived there it was a nice place to come away from, better now though.
Mind you, I used to play kiss chase with Marian Gould, she was lovely. Yes I am digressing, but that is because I can as this is my ball.
Thanks for reading, I love you all, even that Old Slug person on the MB.xxxx †