I am, anyway.
vocalist Aidan "Four
Handles" Cooney, as he
rummages urgently through the
remains of his bandmates' carvery
is great, but the album will blow
you away. It's got some great
tracks about the old days on
Sports Tonight like ''Swimming
Gala Somewhere' and 'Rallying
Again'. I sing lead on those, by
vocalist Trevor Welch
your man from Cork doesn't look
great in the videos, but you know
what they say, the camera adds
the irony, perhaps, Cooney gives
his bandmate some
agree. Anyway, tracks like 'Biased
Nonsense' really showcase my vocal
reply when the DangerHere
correspondent in attendance put it
to him that new versions of
Euro-hits like 'Porto-Real
Classic' and 'Any Barca Home Game'
might have made better listening
than mundane, populist fare such
as 'Old Trafford Junket'.
Funnily enough, Trevor's not so
keen on another one of his lead
'Brown, Oh Noooo OG!'.
vocalist Noel, enviously known as
'One Chin King' by his big-boned
band mates, in response to the
the six-key melodica in the St.
SuperHoops play-school choir, you
offended by the suggestion that he
is the Ringo of the band, living
-perhaps literally - in the shadow
of his hefty colleagues, explains
that term you spent studying at
the Marty Whelan School of
Hair-Loss Disguise Trickery was
time well spent too.
Welch in response, irritated by
King's untimely reminder of one of
his musical low points.