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Post by cheeesfreeex on Nov 26, 2015 23:30:10 GMT
Local treasure who get's where water couldn't.
Reckons he's walking from Chaydle to Alton tomorrow neet for a gig.
Refuses to wear hi-viz, living on the edge.
Break a leg TVP.
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Post by lastoftheldk on Nov 26, 2015 23:40:27 GMT
Needs to wear hi-viz
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Post by JoeinOz on Nov 27, 2015 7:11:19 GMT
I liked him when I saw him.
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Post by bathstoke on Nov 27, 2015 7:15:14 GMT
Local treasure who get's where water couldn't. Reckons he's walking from Chaydle to Alton tomorrow neet for a gig. Refuses to wear hi-viz, living on the edge. Break a leg TVP. This doesn't even rhyme |
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Post by trentvale68 on Nov 28, 2015 2:58:13 GMT
I think he's a bit over rated myself but the Youtube video of Ernest Borgnine is a pisser to be fair. Hassle In Castle isn't bad either. He played at the Terrace in Penkhull a few months ago but got a mixed reception.
The guy on the Ernest Borgnine video with the fireman hat and doing the Ernest Borgnine chorus is a sound lad from Penkhull
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Post by cheeesfreeex on Nov 28, 2015 20:54:25 GMT
He played at the Terrace in Penkhull a few months ago but got a mixed reception. Can't disagree with that, but ain't that part of his charm? It's an awkward and confrontational art. He's a thoughtful bloke who steps up and spills out the observations he collects. A bit of a social historian. And Potteries-centric. He will divide a room. If he wants. I've seen him do his 'poetry' over the last twenty odd years in all sorts of incongruous locations. Seen him fill the gap between very punk bands with his S-o-T rendition of the Lords Prayer... 'Our Father who art in Fenton..etc'. and in the midst of highbrows in country boozers. Only seen him once with a backing band, but might have seen him supported by bones and bodhrum. I started the thread because I'd just seen the TVP doing a corking 15 minutes at the acoustic night in me local. There's always the danger of becoming a John Cooper Clarke facsimile when doing the punky poetry thing. Last thursday the TVP built a kind of autobiographical narrative around his 'rants' and it worked really well. He's been practising for decades and it's worth catching him if you get the chance. That doesn't rhyme either. |
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Post by sictransitgloria on Nov 29, 2015 13:45:14 GMT
I like him. Wont be everyone's cup of coffee/tea but another one from the local area flying the flag.
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Post by bigcashprizes on Nov 29, 2015 13:58:56 GMT
His Eastenders poem is a gem
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Post by JoeinOz on Dec 1, 2015 11:49:00 GMT
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Post by cheeesfreeex on Sept 30, 2016 14:54:34 GMT
Saw the lad last night, he was very shouty.
He's on toneet at the Hollybush Denford.
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Post by trentvale68 on Sept 30, 2016 17:44:58 GMT
He played at the Terrace in Penkhull a few months ago but got a mixed reception. Can't disagree with that, but ain't that part of his charm? It's an awkward and confrontational art. He's a thoughtful bloke who steps up and spills out the observations he collects. A bit of a social historian. And Potteries-centric. He will divide a room. If he wants. I've seen him do his 'poetry' over the last twenty odd years in all sorts of incongruous locations. Seen him fill the gap between very punk bands with his S-o-T rendition of the Lords Prayer... 'Our Father who art in Fenton..etc'. and in the midst of highbrows in country boozers. Only seen him once with a backing band, but might have seen him supported by bones and bodhrum. I started the thread because I'd just seen the TVP doing a corking 15 minutes at the acoustic night in me local. There's always the danger of becoming a John Cooper Clarke facsimile when doing the punky poetry thing. Last thursday the TVP built a kind of autobiographical narrative around his 'rants' and it worked really well. He's been practising for decades and it's worth catching him if you get the chance. That doesn't rhyme either. As in Discharge/Broken Bones?? |
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Post by marwood on Sept 30, 2016 17:55:07 GMT
Local treasure who get's where water couldn't. Reckons he's walking from Chaydle to Alton tomorrow neet for a gig. Refuses to wear hi-viz, living on the edge. Break a leg TVP. Is he the one that walks round with no clothes on everywhere, rambling naked? |
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Post by cheeesfreeex on Sept 30, 2016 18:07:54 GMT
Local treasure who get's where water couldn't. Reckons he's walking from Chaydle to Alton tomorrow neet for a gig. Refuses to wear hi-viz, living on the edge. Break a leg TVP. Is he the one that walks round with no clothes on everywhere, rambling naked? No and no Marwood. The bones and bhodrum was a reference to Jug O Punch. A sot irish outfit I saw the TVP fronting once. The hi viz thing was a response to his constant ramblings on country byways. He doesn't drive, walks to remote gigs. Hats off. How's your band doing? I suggested Free Booze as a name. Disappointed that suggestion wasn't adopted. |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2016 18:45:07 GMT
He's a treasure. Please ensure he wears hi viz or he'll end up like Steven King!
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Post by trentvale68 on Sept 30, 2016 19:31:01 GMT
Local treasure who get's where water couldn't. Reckons he's walking from Chaydle to Alton tomorrow neet for a gig. Refuses to wear hi-viz, living on the edge. Break a leg TVP. To be fair mate, that could apply to half the folk around my way  |
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Post by marwood on Oct 1, 2016 11:26:44 GMT
Is he the one that walks round with no clothes on everywhere, rambling naked? No and no Marwood. The bones and bhodrum was a reference to Jug O Punch. A sot irish outfit I saw the TVP fronting once. The hi viz thing was a response to his constant ramblings on country byways. He doesn't drive, walks to remote gigs. Hats off. How's your band doing? I suggested Free Booze as a name. Disappointed that suggestion wasn't adopted. I was asked to leave "I just Trod in Doghshit" after only 3 weeks and 2 gigs. Musical differences, aka the lead singer was a supreme valve. I think i was only invited as i was the only one who worked somewhere with access to emails and colour printer (posters, spamming people about gigs etc) I now divert my creative talents to short stories. Will check out the TVP if he ever ventures this side of the border |
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Post by misterj on Oct 5, 2016 12:35:36 GMT
Yeah it's difficult in a live scene to get a lot of atmosphere going when trying the old poetry thing. Have tried it me'sen and unless there's a thoughtful/introspective and - dare I say it - academic style audience, not everyone wants to listen - especially when they've had a few drinks !!
Just in case you fancy reading a locally inspired poem.....here's one of mine......
STOKE-ON-TRENT
Home is where the heart is
That’s true for the majority of folk
Ask an English potter where he’s from
There’s an excellent chance he’ll say “Stoke”
The abundance of coal and clay
Brought jobs a’plenty for the people
The master of ceramics, Josiah Wedgwood
Is buried near to Stoke Minster steeple
Branded a genius of science and trade
He was followed by Doulton, Minton, Spode
Midwinter, Wood, Moorcroft, Myott
Their affluence bought many fancy abode
Go to the Gladstone pottery museum
And see how it all used to be made
Then try the Burleigh factory near Burslem
A recent visit by Prince Charles was made
Emma Bridgewater has pots in Harrods
A contemporary Clarice Cliff-type is she
There’s a modern visitor centre at Wedgwoods
A few miles South of the city
But we’re not just about ceramic genius
There was Reginald Mitchell master engineer
Without his design of the Spitfire plane
Britain’s air dominance would not have been clear
Acclaimed local writer Arnold Bennett
Anna of the Five Towns he penned
Our traditional delicacy the ‘oatcake’
Stoke ex-pats miss ‘em, they request “please send”
It’s perhaps best to not focus too much
On local lad, Captain Smith’s, efforts at sea
Although I think he’s been forgiven now
‘Cause up sprung the Titanic brewery
Sir Stanley Matthews the wizard of dribble
An F.A. Cup final named after him
He’d run to work from Hanley to Stoke
‘Super-fit’, no need for the gym
Singer and entertainer Jackie Trent
Wrote the theme tune ‘Neighbours’ for Aussie T.V.
Also the 1972 footy song ‘We’ll be With You’
As Stoke City made their way to Wembley
We were at the cutting – edge of nightlife
Top class cabaret at Jollees, dancing in The Place
Top Rank, Heavy Steam Machine, the legendary Torch
Later, raves at Shelley’s, the Void, proved we kept pace
In the 70’s our version of ‘Posh and Becks’
Was Anthea Turner and Bruno Brookes
At the time we developed soccer stars
Such as Lee Chapman, Adrian Heath, Garth Crooks
Robbie Williams, global music star
Supporter of Port Vale’s football team
They produced Mark Chamberlain, international
Son Alex at Arsenal currently ‘lives the dream’
Nick Hancock, T.V. host of ‘They Think It’s All Over’
Neil Morrisey from ‘Men Behaving Badly’
Dominic Cork, once England’s main cricket bowler
Phil Taylor picks up World darts trophies gladly
A quarter of a million people
Still live amongst the industrial past
But the heavy manufacturing has largely vanished
So we’re having to adapt to new ways fast
John Caudwell and his Phones 4U made a billion
The Coates family too, bet365 gaming on the ‘Net
With such abundance of entrepreneurialism
There’s hope for the future of the Potteries yet
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Post by cheeesfreeex on May 20, 2019 12:58:57 GMT
Missed..
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Post by terryesticles on May 21, 2019 8:35:34 GMT
I was inspired to write a poem after a visit to Chesire Oaks at the weekend, not quite up to the quality of my "Choupo Moting's Hair" but quite evocative none the less. It's called "Dirty Scousers"
Dirty scousers, sneaking round,
Liverpool to Chesire Oaks
braying tones, suntanned wives
blinking in the morning sun
Dirty scousers, sneaking round,
Tracksuit bottoms, trainers on
heading down to Hugo Boss
To spend their ill gotten gains
Dirty scousers, sneaking round,
Moncler jacket, but no job
Watch out mate, they’ll nick your phone!
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