Oh no! it's.....

[The Cat's Mother]

...my dear hubby on keyboards and backing vocals! It's the mid 80's, you're down at Nellie's in Beverley, hoping to sup a nice, quiet Yorkshire pint by gaslight amongst the sawdust and whippets. Instead, the fat landlord lets off groping the new barmaid long enough to belch heartily and introduce this lot...




Jump the Gun - The Chance

 

[Plan A]

> ...my dear hubby on keyboards and backing vocals! It's the mid 80's,
> you're down at Nellie's in Beverley, hoping to sup a nice, quiet Yorkshire
> pint by gaslight amongst the sawdust and whippets. Instead, the fat
> landlord lets off groping the new barmaid long enough to belch heartily
> and introduce this lot...

Pure Magic.

 

[The Cat's Mother]

They weren't bad, were they? In a cautionary footnote bound to appeal to this fandom, this was the last decent song (imho) their frontman and writer penned, for he soon afterwards found happiness and contentment and started writing icky mushy ballads instead. The band dissolved within months. Ah, well....