Rock and Roll StoriesMy personal Spinal Tap moment came when we got locked into the Festival Hall in London by accident. We ended up wandering the maze of backstage corridors carrying a three foot high piece of cheese looking for the one door that would lead us to salvation.
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chthonic, Thu 29 Jun 2006, 13:47)
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A lot less Rock and RollBut funny all the same.
About 10 years ago, I was living in Accrington where my best mate was running a small Hotel and Pub - it was cheap (but no DSS) so we used to get a lot of travelling workers - all good lads.
One particular friday we had a bunch of Irish Electricians come in - they were cracking lads, had a right good laugh with them as they played pool and sank a few pints - then as they departed for the rooms to get changed for their meal, I commented on the likeness of one of the chaps to one Chris de Burgh. Silence fell...
The lead sparky then pipes up "Shite, he IS Chris de Burgh's brother, but doesn't like to talk about it", and then Mr de Burgh pipes up "He's a feckin CUNT! Sent all his families a feckin bronze bust of his own head for christmas - but will he part with any feckin money - will he shite! Feckin bronze bust I threw back at the cunt 'n all"
So there you go - Lady Di, so charitable and humane, and her favourite singer - a misely shitbag with an oedipus complex.
His brother was brilliant mind...
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