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Slady – Vinyl Tap, Preston
Can it really be a staggering 44 years this weekend since Slade’s Reading Festival rebirth? Apparently so, the Black Country’s finest spectacularly seeing off the critics in what proved to be the inspiration for an 11th-hour career resurrection, acceptance from … Continue reading
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Tagged Cum on Feel the Noize, Dave Hill, Don Powell, Jim lea, Noddy Holder, Preston, Reading Festival, Slade, slady, Vinyl Tap
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Whatever Happened to Lord Wakering? Talking Slade, McCartney, Our Price, and more with Daryl Easlea
Catching up with fellow author and freelance writer Daryl Easlea recently, we got the mutual backslapping out of the way fairly quickly, complimenting each other on our recent Slade publications. It’s not just about being complimentary though, preferring the term … Continue reading
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Tagged 'N Betweens, Ambrose Slade, Chic, Chris Charlesworth, Chris O'Donnell, Chris Selby, Daryl Easlea, Dave Hill, David Kemp, Don Powell, Futura, George Tremlett, Helen O'Hara, How Does It Feel, Jim lea, Keele, Kube Radio, Leigh-on-Sea, Louder than Words, Merry Xmas Everybody, Michelle Hickman, Noddy Holder, Off the Ground, Omnibus Press, Our Price, Paul McCartney, Record Collector, Rik Gunnell, Slade, Slade in Flame, slady, Smoke Fairies, Sparks, Steeleye Span, Steve Gregory, Steve Megson, The Beatles, The Fall, Thin Lizzy, Whatever Happened to Slade?, Wild! Wild! Wild!, Wreckless Eric
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Pies, Peas, Performances and Paul – in conversation with Paul Cookson, the poet touched by the band of Nod
Paul Cookson was at home in Nottinghamshire when I called his number on the lead-up to the publication of Wild! Wild! Wild! A People’s History of Slade, taking a breather between back-to-back school visits and social engagements, planning his next … Continue reading
Posted in Books Films, TV & Radio, Comedy & Theatre, Football, Music
Tagged Back Home, Brooks Williams, Dave Hill, Don Powell, Edge Hill University, Everton, Hellfire Preachers, Henry Priestman, Jim lea, lancashire, Les Glover, Miles Hunt, National Football Museum, Noddy Holder, Nottinghamshire, Occasional Flames, Paul Cookson, Penwortham, Pies Peas and Performances, Retford, Slade, slady, Stan Cullimore, The Amber List, Top of the Pops, walmer Bridge, Walsall Town Hall, Wild! Wild! Wild! A People’s History of Slade
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Keeping the Noize alive – the Slady feature/interview
The majority of this interview came together as I threw myself deeper and deeper into writing, researching and editing Wild! Wild! Wild! A People’s History of Slade. And while this scribe rarely warms to covers and tribute bands (although there … Continue reading
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Tagged Andrew Hackett, Camden, Danie Cox, Dave Hill, Dave Kemp, David Woodcock, Don Powell, Dublin Castle, Gobby holder, Jem Lea, Jim lea, London, Noddy Holder, Rock 'n' Roll Book Club, Slade, slady, The Featherz, Wendy solomon, Wild! Wild! Wild! A People’s History of Slade
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