I was highly offended by last night's 'I'm in a Rock'n'Roll Band', which suggested that keyboard players reckon they're the most technically proficient musician in any band just because they got to Grade 3 Piano. I would like to point out that I was about to take Grade 5 when the lovely Mrs Pratt suggested that further progress was unlikely. I assumed she was talking about my piano playing.
Another recurring theme of this series of programmes was the outrageously bad behaviour of the average rock band. Well, this afternoon I had the honour of watching mid-Hampshire's most hotly-tipped up-and-coming purveyors of rock/alternative/Italian pop while they relaxed. It involved going "Wheeee!" on a trampoline and then making squeaky noises blowing blades of grass between their thumbs. Keith Moon spins in his grave.
Welcome to the website of the Thomas Lord Old Gits, mid-Hampshire's answer to Chumbawumba and Earth Wind and Fire, except that we're not an anarchic workers' collective, we're not American, and we do covers.
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