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The Wedding

I hate weddings! They are the most dysfunctional, awkward and unnatural events that anyone ever has to experience. That dreaded invitation when the strangest and most random group of people are summoned to be together; Pushing, shuffling, queuing, ordered, escorted,…

The Music Video

In response to Jem’s latest Blog on her Video.www.jemcooke.com Ah yes the music video. I totally get it! It’s where you are asked to arrive at a strange studio, be surrounded by people you have never met, be bossed about…

On The Road With Dad – Part 14

Coming Home We staggered onto the plane home, post a celebratory bottle of pop at Frankfurt airport, with the standard Chucklebrother grace that you might expect. Having thought we were bang on time, we realised as we went through that…

On the Road with Dad- a tenth response

The Phone I’m in the bathroom shaving. The sound of this particular appliance takes out everything around it, whiskers, blackheads, stray hairs and especially external audio. “Dad, It’s your phone!” “Whatever!” Those that know me and use their phones to…

On the Road with Dad – Part 13

“Smoke, Rain & Don’t Mention The War” One morning’s observation from Dad: “Umm…maybe don’t wear the blue shorts & tights combo again on stage.” He said, tentatively. “I didn’t wear that on stage.” I replied, slightly tight lipped. “You did….

On the Road with Dad- a ninth response.

The Institution of Touring.I’m still wide awake; It’s 02 30am, and I agreed last week to take a call from my chum living in deepest Mongolia. He is teaching English in one of the Universities out there and he asked…

On The Road With Dad-Chapter 12

“Fruit & Caffeine” Why, OH WHY, does a man who has presumably been in complete control of his bowels for the best part of an hour talking to our lovely Soundman backstage, then choose to walk into MY dressing to…

On The Road With Dad – Chapter 11

“Internet” There are 2 things on tour that bug us; crappy food and hotels that don’t offer free Internet. The boys of N7 have taken care of the former by employing catering that’s better than anything I ever eat at…