Recorded at the Hindley Arms last Sunday
Last but by no means least, the purveyor of wet spaghetti, the wearer of dangerous footwear, ole wiggly hips himself...............Tex and the Temporary Hardcore Troubadours.
The only reason this one got left to last is that it was a total nightmare to edit....with regular stage invasions from the lady in pink (which inspired further stage invasions by people who seemed compelled to drag her off again), the comedy dancer who stood in front of Tex for most of the set and bobbed up and down (thereby appearing on film to be going down on Tex for approximately 15 minutes) and a steady procession of people to the bar and toilets.
The first person to tell me I spelt Troubadour wrong on the intro will be stabbed to death with a bread knife.
Further conundrums: Is Tex humping his guitar? He appears to be rubbing himself in his rudey bits at certain points which I find rather troubling.
Is the bassist an ear nose and throat surgeon? He appears to be dressed for a session removing adenoids and tonsils.
.....and just who is the lady in pink.....
Right I'm done. No offence to anyone but I'm sick of the sight of the lot of you. I've still a shed load of DVD's to burn and my DVD writer has taken exception to Johnny Meerkat and keeps spitting the DVD out. Maybe it's jumping around too much?