Happy Bruleday!

On the 15th of March my band, Creme Brulee, turned ten years old. Ten years since that night at the Forbes Hotel when Jonesy broke his foot pole-dancing with Zoe Carides. (I’ve never heard him say it wasn’t worth it.) A lot has gone on during that time, and sadly a few people who were…

Great gig in the Cross

So I did it. On Tuesday night I sang in a bloody cabaret competition. There were all these perfectly groomed evening-gowned women and besuited men. They sang show tunes. Mostly. One guy did a set all about Noel Coward, which was actually really interesting. They were, for the most part, a little younger than me…

Super Creme

Last night my band, Creme Brulee, played a very loud and very boozy gig for our mate Tracey’s 50th. The theme was Heroes and Villians. I went as the TARDIS. A hero if ever there was. We weren’t the only act of the night. There was also a band made up of parents and teachers…

Fairytale of the Metro

I played a gig with Tripod last week. I was special surprise guest vocalist at their Christmas show at the Metro Theatre. How it came about is a bit of a story. My favourite way to spend Christmas is orphan-style at the St Albans valley home of two of my dearest friends. We drink too much and hardly touch…