mUSICAL LAGS..

This page takes a a bit longer to load up because there are some music files on it. However all the pics and text load fairly quickly.

Music played a large part in my life at college. Along with the talented Jim Stevenson a self taught flautist, and vocalist Sue Doyle, (now singing professionally) I strummed guitar in the pretentiously named Enchanted Gard folk ensemble. Tim Whiteford and Dawn Acres also performed regularly at college folk nights, (Jet Plane being their piece-de-resistance). Fred Wedlock, Keith Christmas, Gordon Giltrap and Adge Cutler and the Wurzels were among guest artists. We occasionally had a live rock band, I remember taking Phil Lynott and the prototype Thin Lizzy for tea in the refectory prior to a gig. Outside college I saw Pink Floyd, Bonzo Dog, Steelye Span and Roy Harper amongst others. We also had the college disco for which the likeable and energetic Chris Parker had built a twin turntable machine and several of us took turns on a Sunday night to DJ. Later, after I had left, Alex Stevenson, (Jim's brother), had a very fine band I am led to believe.

Fred Wedlock was a regular at St. Matts, here is a sample from an LP in my possession called The Folker.

Click on the play arrow below to hear a short sample from Sue's Kibbey''s CD.

Myself, Jim and Sue playing support to Adge Cutler in the Hall circa 1970.

Now then! Who remembers this petite guitar wizard and songstress? Seen here strumming in Oldbury Court Park.

Thanks to Jen Howson for this pic of Saint Matts' own fab four The Elsa Nunn Ensemble! Clockwise from top left: Frank Sreeves, Dick Peppin, Pete Silcock and Bill Corrigan. Now listen to their swansong

I couldn't put a music page on this site without these blokes. Adge Cutler & The Wurzels! Y'ere's they singing Virtute et Industrial

Yes its MARINA (MIN) PETTER (from Havant.)

Y'eres the wurdz:- Oh, we be Bristol kiddies We comes from Bristol City Where all the blokes is handsome And all the birds is pretty Weem proud of our 'ome town It never gets we down and we got a little motto What we sing up Bemminster Down Virtute et Industrial Three cheers for Novers Hill If the City don't win Saturday P'raps the Rovers will Virtute et Industrial Shout it to thee neighbour Virtute et Industrial An' see thee down the Labour Praise the City Fathers 'Cos they know what they'n doin' Don't listen to they moaners Who says weem going' to ruin They talks of Portbury But I aint kiddin' thee Who wants docks When all the locks On the lavatories be free? Virtute et Industrial Long live all the brewers Build more pubs and bettin' shops Don't spend the cash on sewers Virtute et Industrial Lets have another drink Virtute et Industrial An' never mind the stink Oh we be livin' well Bad times is in the distance We lives it up like hell On National Assistance It tain't that we do shirk To do a bit of work But if you coulst live without it Well, who'd be such a berk Virtute et Industrial We be such sober people Bristol's like a gert big church With a thousand foot glass steeple Virtute et Industrial No drunks is ever seen Virtute et Industrial Well, thees know what I mean Let progress be our watch word Hooray for all the planners They keeps the traffic moving And never minds the tanners From Lulsgate thees could tear To Paris, now by air But the buses down Old Market Is enough to make thee swear Virtute et Industrial Cardiff's now much nearer They'n gonna print the Evening Post In Welsh to make things queerer Virtute et Industrial Sing "Nostra Yakki Da" Virtute et Industrial What fink of 'ee Oh Ah With one way streets and flyovers We knows which way ween facing Has you seen our brand new bridge Up there at Cumberland Basin? The cars go by like thunder Up and round and under Just where they goes Nobody knows And t'aint no bleedin' wonder Virtute et Industrial Our town will last for ever If we can't build the Concorde We'll buy 'n on the never Virtute et Industrial Who got ten million quid Virtute et Industrial well, there thee bist then kid The best of Bristol luck To the Mayor and Corporation They just come back from France A credit to the Nation Mind you keep it dark But they reckon the old Town Clerk Bought back they Follies Bergeres In exchange for Ashton Park Virtute et Industrial Up the Downs on Sundays We spent the rent on Saturdays Down Nelson Street on Mondays Virtute et Industrial May Bristol never fail Virtute et Industrial Till weem all at Arno's Vale

Some serious strummin', Dave Moore and Laurie Watson. (pic J. Howson)

Hear a bit now......