Splodgenessabounds
Went to the Butlins Alternative Music Festival in Minehead, my first and only visit to a holiday camp. Not quite sure why it was called that as it featured reformed punk bands: The Damned, 999, UK Subs, Chelsea, Glen Matlock oh and Bad Manners.

Butlins in their wisdom decided that the camp should be open as normal with regular guests: chavs, old dears and families with kids all mingling with the couple of thousand punks. This in itself wasn't a problem only perhaps they should have warned the old dears that there would be no Redcoats singing Frank Sinatra in the main ballroom...

The first band up was Eater. "Fucking 'ell we're playing at Butlins" proclaimed the singer as they opened the set and he continued to ad lib as many "fuck"s and "cunt"s into the microphone as he could between songs, deliberately over-doing it for a laugh. One by one the old dears, the families and their kids filed out of the room tutting and muttering "it's disgusting".

The sound system there is fantastic. It was designed to make Shane Ritchie sound like Elvis so putting a decent band through it sounded incredible. The performances by Bad Manners and The Damned were the best I've ever heard and I've seen 100s of bands. Bad Manners were so good, so tight that the whole floor bounced in time to their music, you couldn't help but dance to it.

"A punk festival at Butlins, that can't pass without incident" I hear you say and you're right, Spoldgenessanounds providing the entertainment. Firstly their set. They decided to repeat the following words over and over whilst playing a Status Quo riff:
"A boring song
A boring song
I'm going to sing you a boring song
A boring song
A boring song
And it goes on and on and on and on and on"
This went on for about 20 minutes until the staff shut the power off. They carried on, just the drummer and the saxophone player so the staff pulled the curtain across the stage. It all went quiet then a big cheer went up as the saxophone player jumped through the curtains and carried on playing on his own until he was dragged from the stage.

Later that evening there was a big commotion on the site, the police and fire brigade had been called, one of the huts was on fire. Turned out Splodgenessabounds had set light to it and then fled from the site.
( stopmeandslapme Cometh the hour, cometh your mum, Thu 4 Jun 2009, 16:12, 4 replies)

UK Subs
They aren't really a 'reformed' punk band as they never split up :0)
( SpikeyPickle wishes he was mabazaritchie, Thu 4 Jun 2009, 16:28, closed)

Technically speaking
neither is Glen Matlock.

He didn't do a full set btw, someone threw a bottle at him, he said "don't throw fucking bottles at me" and stomped off.
( stopmeandslapme Cometh the hour, cometh your mum, Thu 4 Jun 2009, 21:00, closed)

Hahahahaha ace!
Splodgenessabounds are fab.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Thu 4 Jun 2009, 16:38, closed)

I can't believe I'm going to admit to this
I lost my virginity after a Splogenessabounds gig. The lead singer was so pleased to get a radio mic that he sang the second song from the back of the van, and they played a 12-minute '2 pints of lager' to finish. 2 hours later, I drunkenly rooted Cat on her friends front lawn, to the full view of the neighbourhood, and then again on the lounge floor. I was grossly incompetent both times, but she's managed to forgive me and we still talk every now and then.
( ousgg is not seeking approval, Thu 4 Jun 2009, 17:32, closed)