We won! And, I didn't forget my match ticket! Maybe my biorhythms are falling back into sync.

The whole match was a muted and uninspiring affair, for the most part. The seats, just below the scoreboard in the Centenary Stand, give you an excellent view of the game; but the atmosphere in that part of the ground is very muted. No one sings. Not even me - and I love singing at football matches. It makes me feel dead working class ;0)

Stupid West Ham fans - not exactly from the most prosperous part of London, remember - resorted to the very hackneyed singing of "you'll never get a job, sign on! sign on!" and other such songs that have little relevance in the modern Liverpool. Ignorant twats. Still, they had a sizeable - and vocal - away following. Being back in the Premiership must be like Christmas for them...

I went to the match with Jez. He still sways in his seat when the opposition fans are singing. Does he know he does it? He does now ;0)

He regaled me with terrifying tales about Poland on the way to Anfield. He went to Warsaw on a vodka junket. That's all I can tell you, really. After that it all goes a bit Tarantino, and - possibly - libellous; and - if the Warsaw police force ever stumble across this site - well, I wouldn't want to leave them with too much evidence.

Room 225. Shiver!

Friday night in Telfords was a good one. I got to, err, 'drop' the Smiths, Can, LL Cool J, Paris Angels and bravecaptain's version of Akira the Don's Rick Witter, which prompted an interesting response from the punters. One aggrieved Pete Doherty fan demanded that I put some Libertines on to make amends. Of course, I didn't.

The band - The Cadillac Kings - were very polished and professional, and knocked out some smooth, rock 'n' roll grooves, but it was very old skool, and went on for far too long. Why is it that these types of band are determined to outstay their welcome? It's as if punk never happened.

And, talking of punk, I called Neil Crud on Thursday night as Tony, Soundhog and I were marooned at a junction just off the A55, lost and looking for Hendre Hall,

Hello Neil, it's me Adam.

Hello

Aren't you coming to see 'Faust' tonight?

No. I'm a PUNK

Very disappointing, Crudlington. There was more punk rock, fuck you, challenge the audience attitude in five seconds of Faust's set, than in the last two and a half decades of uninspired, oh-so-conservative, punk-by-numbers attichood. And, having seen them now, I guarantee that Jaz, Geordie and Youth - as well as Pere Ubu, Wire, Talking Heads, Gang of Four, and a bunch of the artier punks, all have at least one Faust album stinking up their collections.

I met Mank at the bar. I've been playing his exploratory sounds on my show for years now. So, as I was waiting to order a pint of the warmest Guinness it has ever been my displeasure to drink, I leant over and said, "Hello"... "Hello, Phil," he slurred, "Phil?" I said, "I rearry like your b.. band...", "But, I'm not in a band..."

Then he gave me a Mank sticker and stumbled off. I did manage to collar him later and tell him who I was. It was good to meet him at last. Hopefully we'll get a session sorted with Micrographia soon.

The very wonderful David Wrench was also there. He's a gentleman! He was telling me how much he had enjoyed playing Telfords the other month. I wish he'd been playing the other night!

So, what should I do today before I need to start preparing for tonight's show? A bit of canoeing? A bit of butterfly stroke down Whipcord Lane? Some marching in two by two into the ark? When will all of this biblical rain end?

I need to award another demo of the week before the start of this evening's show... there is stiff competition, and I haven't even got to the post box at work, yet.

Anyway, try and tune in tonight, won't you? If you have any gig info, requests, anecdotes or vegetarian recipes, check out the bottom of this page and contact me.

I'll leave you with a link to my favourite piece of Mank's music. I'm hotlinking to his Bangor University webspace, rather than eating up all of my bandwidth with it... I hope he doesn't mind ;0)

Check out The Path With Heart - you won't be disappointed, it's wonderful.

©Adam Walton 2010

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