That huge patch of scrubland was certainly there in 1991 – I always assumed the random patches of wasteland over otherwise built up areas of Hull were bomb damage from WW2.
I lived in a flat on a cul-de-sac virtually opposite the PB. One afternoon the police knocked on my door to say that if I could stay in my flat for a bit that would be good as they were arresting an armed offender nearby. Look out of the window to see the street cordoned off and armed police everywhere. That kind of stuff happened in Hull all the time.
That area’s come on a lot. There’s still a monstrous amount of crime and violence, but some of it involves people from exotic parts of the world, which is so much more exciting.
Maybe one night she fell into conversation with a curmudgeonly old git at a bar and they planned a collaboration of words and music, but both got too battered to remember the next day and the world was denied a Philip Larkin/Lene Lovich collaboration
I had a good half hour chatting with the band after the gig last night. Bod looks very similar to Sandra Bullock and makes me go all funny inside. Luckily I had my 16-y-o daughter with me for damage limitation.
I’ll bear that description in mind for when I inevitably meet “the Pands”. Hull is so small that you end up meeting everybody who lives here at some point. I do not have a daughter to keep me in line, but go most places with world-class-rib-poker Mrs Moose.
I didn’t but 79 was ace for music.
Wasn’t it just?
I’m even enjoying a bit of Lena Martell…kinda.
Did she drink in the Polar Bear from 91-93? I may have met her.
I hear she was more of a Spiders girl. It was the cheap cocktails that swung the deal.
Ah Spiders. A shed in the middle of an industrial estate. What a
Place
The PB has just had new toilets built. Imagine that – a pub which is doing well enough to have building work done.
The huge patch of bombed out scrubland next to it is still For Sale after, er, thirty years.
That huge patch of scrubland was certainly there in 1991 – I always assumed the random patches of wasteland over otherwise built up areas of Hull were bomb damage from WW2.
I lived in a flat on a cul-de-sac virtually opposite the PB. One afternoon the police knocked on my door to say that if I could stay in my flat for a bit that would be good as they were arresting an armed offender nearby. Look out of the window to see the street cordoned off and armed police everywhere. That kind of stuff happened in Hull all the time.
That area’s come on a lot. There’s still a monstrous amount of crime and violence, but some of it involves people from exotic parts of the world, which is so much more exciting.
When you say “exotic parts of the world” do you mean Leeds?
Steady on!
Maybe one night she fell into conversation with a curmudgeonly old git at a bar and they planned a collaboration of words and music, but both got too battered to remember the next day and the world was denied a Philip Larkin/Lene Lovich collaboration
Larkin? I thought it was going to be Moose!
They Lucky Numbers You Up, your mum and dad
Uh-oh-eh-oh!
She obviously used that as an example of the lerrcal dialect.
Not to mention I Think We’re Alerrne Now.
She also sang in Quintessence’s ashram choir at their Albert Hall concert in 1970.
Well so did Wreckless. I should imagine a lot of these people would have bought records off my dad when he worked in [INSERT NAME OF SHOP HERE].
Lennon claimed in his last interview that LL had stolen Yoko’s act. FFS….
Fonda 500 live in Hull, including ladybassist Bod. Sigh…
I know, what is it with female bassists?
Lou out of the Red Guitars has now got a band called The Loudhailer Electric Company who are, from what I’ve heard, excellent.
I had a good half hour chatting with the band after the gig last night. Bod looks very similar to Sandra Bullock and makes me go all funny inside. Luckily I had my 16-y-o daughter with me for damage limitation.
I’ll bear that description in mind for when I inevitably meet “the Pands”. Hull is so small that you end up meeting everybody who lives here at some point. I do not have a daughter to keep me in line, but go most places with world-class-rib-poker Mrs Moose.
Lene went to the same school as my sister – Newton Hall High (subsequently called Greatfield)
A pre-fame Ronno used to cut the grass there. It’s all connected.
To answer the OP: Yes. Well, I did anyway.
You did? Hats off.
Anyway, I always preferred Bird Song to Lucky Number, he says in Rock Snob mode.
Lucky Humber?
Have an up!
She’s been living off the repeat fees from this ad for decades now:
KP Nuts – buy some and you can shamelessly ogle women and still be popular!