The Gigging Papa

BECK’S in town to appear on Jools Holland and he suddenly announces a pop-up gig in a small venue and Dave and I are lucky enough to land...

I’d be a bit surprised if the words “Electronica” and “Fan” showed up near each other in my obituary but there is always an exception to...

It’s Friday night and Dave, Mick, my son Joe and me are washing down hipster chicken burgers with craft beer as a preliminary to one of...

October starts for me and Dave in a low-ceilinged shoe box behind the Angel tube with Cardiff’s electrifying punk hopefuls blowing our...