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Dave: 'Pratt, Glue and The Noisy Song' were three songs from our rare and badly attended practice sessions. This was organised compared to the days when Smeg would turn up on my doorstep after I hadn't seen him for 3 months with a bass player I'd never met and announce that we were supporting the Damned in a couple of hours time (this really happened and as I recall. was quite a good gig) 'The Night Of The Tropical Iguana and Knees Up Mother Brown' Ah...How can I explain this? I think this was shortly after the band had split up (possibly the same night) and Berrnie and I were running through some of our songs (realising where we had been going wrong mostly) slowly descending into a drunken stupor. Finally we decided that freeform poetry was the way forward (Red, Dead, Motorbike Spike), or possibly lounge music (Night Of The Tropical Iguana). or skiffle (I have a skiffle version of Mama We're All Crazy). Finally, Bernie decided he was going to go solo (Knees Up Mother Brown. Dave Cheesybits | Rudeness | October 2007 To view a fairly comprehensive family tree of the Brighton punk bands: Here's an important bit of Brighton Band history. It doesn't concern the town of Brighton, but it does involve the Brighton band, Smeggy and the Cheesybits. Letters have been appearing on the Bitching page of the House of Cheese [http://www.cheesybits.com] about the throwing of a sandwich at the band in its early days and apparantly it was this sandwich that started the tradition of chucking flour, eggs etc. at the band, a tradition continued later in King Kurt. This sandwich is still in existence it seems and a song has been written about it by an Isle of Wight band. It's at the bottom of this page http://www.cheesybits.com/revenge/song.htm Sally Chambers. |
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| Dave Cheesybits | Paul Martins Fan Club Gig List | August 2008 Dear PD. Can I just correct Paul Martin's assertion (here) that they played Upstairs at Ronnie Scott's on their own. In fact they were ably supported by Smeggy and the Cheesybits for about one and a half songs until the huge black soul dudes who ran the club muscled us off the stage with a look of total disgust on their faces. That gig is memorable because we met Tom Baker in a pub just down the road and gave him a ticket for the gig (he didn't come). For years I have been dining out on this fleeting appearance. Whenever I meet jazz musicians I always let slip that I played at Ronnie Scots and let them draw their own conclusions. Dave Cheesybits (House of Cheese) |
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