My road to Rock started when I was expelled from school for offering to throw a whap batch into a female maths teacher (she didn't seem to view it as the same term of endearment as I did). I got a job working in a local jewellers and thought I was destined to be the boy and man who cleaned the s*it out the cuckoo clocks all my life.
I stuck it for 1 year and said f**k this for a game of soldiers, I'm off, and got a real job at my local supermarket in the store room.
In my spare time between deliveries I used to pretend I was Bill Ward playing drums on the cardboard boxes.
I lasted 3 months and was shown the door, I don't think it was due to my drumming abilities (maybe more to do with the fact I was a lazy sod).
I set my sights on going to San Francisco to see Peter Frampton at the Marin Civic Centre, I only made it as far as Saltcoats and spent the summer of 1975 working on the Waltzers, taking the money and saying things like “scream if you wanna go faster.”
I got a free caravan and loads of women, and a fish supper once a week (if you know what I mean!)
In the summer of 1976 I set out at becoming a joiner and realised after 4 months I couldn't join hands at a wedding never mind joining pieces of wood and chucked it in.
I bummed about for the next 20 years, not a good thing to have done on reflection but it seemed good at the time.
I ended up at Rock Radio when I was replacing a pane of glass in the studio and asked if they could play the Village People for me?
At that moment management knew that I knew what I was talking about and offered me a job and the rest is history.
Rock and Roll Quote:
I f*ck*n hated The Southbank Show
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