Locals
March 26th, 2010 -- Posted in General | No Comments »The gig was to be at ‘The Wrestler’s Son’. I had no idea who The Wrestler’s Son was, but there was no trace of him or his father when we arrived that friday. The pub did look ideal for wrestling in though, and stuff was either broken or dented inside, so that was comforting. A line of men watched us as we carried the amps and guitars in. Watched us as though we were clad in spandex and about to continue reading »