Gigs I've got pencilled in

Right, this is me diary for the next couple months — wages gone before they've landed, all on tickets and Warburtons. Mix of proper nostalgia (The Bluetones, who doesn't love that), full-on wall of sound and a cheeky bit of Britpop at the Ritz where me nan would've necked a snakebite. Co-op Live's gone mental with the Brits fallout still buzzing round town and Muse are rolling through mid-November, so I've had to remortgage the overdraft. Setlist opinions included, no charge.