76 was a good year for me.
It was bloody hot as I recall.
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Captn Hood-Butter is not dead yet.,
Tue 23 Aug 2011, 21:32,
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Bloody hot! I was only 15 at the time but listening to John Peel in the bedroom (my parents hated it)
Then seeing The Clash for the first time in Ayelsbury that December... Concerts at least twice a week for the next 4 years.
...then music got all shit again!
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da5id <YOUR SIG HERE>,
Tue 23 Aug 2011, 21:39,
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I was lying around pissing and shitting myself, grand
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Rapitinui get in the cage and I'll give you a treat,
Tue 23 Aug 2011, 22:21,
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