HecklesForget the drunk bloke at the back yelling incoherent nonsense. Sometimes a well placed heckle can raise a mediocre act to a brilliant night out.
Tell us your best heckles and, if you are brave, the retorts that put you back in your place like the maggot you are.
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chthonic, Thu 6 Apr 2006, 13:13)
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Not a heckleHaving a penchant for the crazee guitar bands of the mid to late 80s, I found myself watching WASP at the Wedgewood Rooms in Portsmuff. Them being pretty rubbish and me being pretty drunk, I entertained myself by tying the shoelaces of the bassist together. (If you've ever been there, you'll know that they don't bother with nancy boy stuff like security or cordons). Rik Fox to his great credit managed not to fall over, but did do a funny little dance which was very well received by the people of Pompey. Mr Fox seemed quite grateful that he was suddenly thrust from a supporting role into the limelight of adulation - he gave me his pint. well he poured it over my head.
(, Fri 7 Apr 2006, 11:49, Reply)
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