SLIM RESURRECTED ONE MORE TIME (NEVER AGAIN WE PROMISE)

Yes folks, Feline1 delves into the very bowels of history to bring you an entire webpage on the band that was… SLIM RESSURRECTED ONE MORE TIME (NEVER AGAIN WE PROMISE).

What?

• Well yet again, Slim Resurrected One More Time (Never Again We Promise) was a band I was in at school (or more precisely, in our summer holidays between the Upper and the Lower 6th, before electricity was even invented and they had to whack young boys’ arses with meter rulers to make the world go round instead. Except they weren’t even meter rulers, they were in cubits. Or sthg. But I really do digress…). Yet again, we only ever played one gig! (Do you spot a pattern emerging here…?)

When?

• I do believe the entire affair lasted barely more than a fortnight in the July of 1991.

However, enough wittering: for us speaking speaks louder than any werds of HTML I could type before ewe:

<<“is this talking, like…?”.mp3>>

For yeay, click there to hear Michael 'St.John' Staley capturing it all as it was, and it was (most definately): ahine.

No but I mean seriously, wtf?!?

• OK well the story was: yet again, some eejit (it was actually Jamie’s cousin Michael) asked us would we play at their private party in The Stagecoach Inn, Derriaghy
• And yet again, there were ‘line-up issues’, what with young Dudley and Ernie being in France or summat— once more it was a question of: we have a gig… but do we have a BAND?
• We briefly delved into the year below us (and indeed Jamie & McD’s brass band contacts may have been implicated…) to try out young Bruce Reid for some vocalling, but we were too damn inspiral for him. (I still remember him strolling effortlessly up the stairs with his bass slung on his back, a 30kg bass amp tucked under one arm, and a newspaper under the other. He later surfaced in Watercress, BASIC and latterly Drat.)
• So, with no other options left, Stephen, Jamie, Nicholas & I decided to share the lead vocals between us, “with hilarious consquences” (well be fair, it isn’t easy to sing and play the drums at the same time… quite what excuse the rest of us had, I wouldn’t know.)
• By mutual dissent, Tubeway Army and Herbie Hancock were rudely jetissoned from the Slim set, to be replaced with a new and much more worrying cover version: Genesis' 8 minute ⁶⁄₂ mellotron epic Watcher of the Skies.
• For this song and this song only, Nicholas took it upon himself to wear a pair of large black cardboard batwings on his head. And I have to say readers, that I encouraged him to do it. His dad was cross when they were put in the boot of the car. And the audience reacted even more vigorously. It’s a shame I don’t have any photos to hand, makes me wonder if it wasn’t all some bizarre dream
• Actually, come to think of it, the audience didn’t react too well to any of it (as you may glean from that little Michael Staley interview MP3 up there)
• Of course, if we thought *that* was ahine, we hadn’t yet tried playing in Dromore :) but that’s another story…

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