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July 25, 2019 by Simon Sweetman
Poem: Dirty Old Clown
Some old guy in a carpark in Levin, (and this is going back 15 years ago, or so) started talking to us as we were loading our gear from the car. We were due to play a set at the workingman’s club. And he was telling us, out of nowhere, and for no reason – […]Archive
December 19, 2017 by Simon Sweetman
Good Gig, Bad Conversation After…
I used to play in an Irish band – we’d tour around the central North Island (and one time we went to the top of the South Island). We went where the gigs were. It was a working band. Some weeks were hard slog; others were easy. Sometimes there was no work. Many times the […]Archive
March 6, 2017 by Simon Sweetman
Wedding Music: The Good, The Bad and The Ugly
Having played in bands at weddings you see some pretty interesting sights – it’s fascinating peeking in on people’s most important day; people you don’t really know at all. And as a musician you can be treated as close to a guest of honour, but more likely worse than the (rest of the) hired-help. I’ve […]Archive
February 21, 2017 by Simon Sweetman
Hating The Pogues: An Appreciation of The Pogues
I used to hate The Pogues. There’s only two reasons why you would hate The Pogues. Firstly, you’ve not really ever listened to any of their music – beyond Fairytale Of New York (aka “that Christmas song”), Dirty Old Town (aka “that I met my love song!”) and The Irish Rover (aka “that Irish Rover […]Archive
December 23, 2015 by Simon Sweetman
The Vinyl Countdown # 775
The Pogues, If I Should Fall From Grace With God (1988) It was Christmas Eve, babe, in the drunk tank… Tonight I’ll be playing that song from this record down at Turks Bar in Havelock North as part of an all-80s DJ set. I won’t be doing much in the way of Christmas songs but […]Archive
April 30, 2014 by Simon Sweetman
The Vinyl Countdown # 1139
Bobbie Gentry, Bobbie Gentry’s Greatest! (1969) Used to play in this Irish band, up and down the North Island we’d go – weekends were spent away usually, and for a time there we were busy, really busy. And it was pretty good fun. I liked it because it was my job too – it gave […]Archive
August 8, 2013 by Simon Sweetman
Poem: Conversation in Levin
So you Write poetry Do you? I couldn’t lie – I had to say “Yes” You see I was in Levin! They know the truth In Levin, When you live in The most boring town In New Zealand; That’s a quote, from The Listener, December, 1998, You get pretty good At spotting a lie And […]Archive
December 2, 2011 by Simon Sweetman