‘Right I’m off into town to find a comfortable place to have a shit.’
Hello Hot Bloggers
First things
first. Hats Off are proud to announce the latest addition to the Help Hats Off Old Boys in their Pensionable Years: Luke John Henry Jones was born to Helen and Kevin on 18th June 2012 weighing in at a healthy 8lbs 5oz. Congratulations to Ma and Pa and a big welcome to earth to little Luke.
And now for something completely different….
Festival season is upon us again readers, and despite Mother Nature’s best attempts to drown us with her incessant tears, the good people of Britain simply put on their wellies and make the best of it. Drawing on the same spirit that made Dunkirk such an heroic action, your average Great British festival goer is not about to let a little Nazi rain piss on his fireworks!
Nein, nein und driemal nein!
And if said average British Festival goer is prepared to stand apricots deep in effluent for hour upon miserable hour, waiting to show their support for their favourite bands, then we as players must be equally prepared to give that little bit more to show our appreciation and admiration!
That’s why HotLedZeppelin are the Nation’s favourite Zep tribute. Because we get down and dirty with you – the music loving public. We are the same, thee and we – cut of the same cloth and hewn from the same rock!
Personally I can’t tell you how many pairs of cowboy boots I’ve ruined already this year, by mixing it in the mosh pits with all the HotLedZeppelin family, at festivals up and down the country.
From Thame (sunny), to Hebden Bridge (very muddy even before the floods); from Marlow (biblical downpour) to Basingstoke (like the Garden of Eden, only muddier) the Zeppelin family courageously defied the elements so that we may have some applause at the end of a set.
WE SALUTE YOU, HOTBLOGGERS. WE ARE PROUD TO BE YOUR FRIENDS.
Festivals have always been a make do affair. But somehow we love them. I suppose it’s because they bring out the best in people – they encourage a sense of community and remind us that there are other ways to enjoy ourselves beyond computer games, television and the home comforts that we in the West have been blessed with. We somehow regress to simpler, more basic times. I put it to you that the notoriety of portaloos at these events have become a tradition – indeed so much so that I for one would be shocked if I didn’t have to swim through recycled cider to have a leak! Shocked but not disappointed! An opinion clearly shared by the sound engineer at Reeferstock who was heard to quote ‘Right, I’m off into town to find a comfortable place to have a shit!’
Some things it seems, we cannot forego.
This week’s photo is of our new roadie … Luke!
DJT
