1988

APRIL 1990

DIRTY WEEKEND play Manchester Boardwalk April 11, Preston Guildhall 27, Rawtenstall Sprintsman May 3, Manchester Boardwalk 19 (with Slide), Workington Carnegie Hall June 1, Dumfries White Hart 2, Preston Pear Tree 3, Oldham Hurricane 13.

1988

APRIL 1990
HEARTBREAK ANGELS play London Stick of Rock June 30, Portsmouth Pied Piper July 7, Hull Sherlock Holmes 10, Leeds Duchess Of York 11,  Mansfield Rock Shop 12,  Barnsley Toby Jug 13,  Doncaster The Jug 14,  Sunderland Casbah 15,  Chichester Coach And Horses 23,  Swindon The Monkey Club 28,  Oxford Dolly August 1,  Bristol Fleece And Firkin 3.

No one has logged into the bands myspace for a year and a half, hope it was ok to lift these pics:

LINKS:
1. Heartbreak Angels @ Myspace
2. Heartbreak Angels @ Love-It-Loud

1988

AUNT MAY – GREYHOUND, FULHAM

“I KNOW we stink. . , and we love it!” says a brave Auntie as he’s affronted with sparse applause and occasional hecklin’.

It’s hardly marked ‘top secret’ that Aunt May wants to be Alice Cooper. He wears Wrathchild’s discarded stack-heels, studded cod-piece an’ fishnet stockings, which is a biiiiiiiiig mistake with those knees! He spits spaghetti and looks as dangerous. disgustin’ and demented as. . . someone spittin’ spaghetti.

One of his guitarists is chained up, shoved in a sack an’ left writhin’ centre stage while Auntie, in snorkel and flippers whips the trussed musician.

And he fronts a ….hmm… ‘competent’ 4 piece band with a seeerious lack of hair, who look as at home playin’ with auntie a goldfish in a budgie cage!

Aunt May is either desperate for any kind of attention or he’s finally cracked. And the old bugger tries so damn hard, devil bless him! But that special formula he’s so clumsily groping for is, as ever, bubbling merrily away well out of his grubby reach.

The only real ‘shock’ of the night was of the shockingly obvious variety, as they awarded themselves an encore and played.. .three guesses.. ‘School’s Out’, which culminated in an onstage custard-pie fight. Well. . . at least someone had a good time!

But! But! But! My little fruit-bats, as goddamn bloody awful as the gig was, I did tip my rock ‘n’ roll hat to the Rocky Horror reject as, when dealing with one drunken nuisance, he let loose:

Darlin’, I’m more man than you’ll ever be, and more woman than you’ll ever have!”

Cute. Obviously rehearsed… but cute.

RAY ZELL