Press ganged into service by an unscrupulous gangmaster from the Spanish Main (well….Knutsford actually), the swarthy seadogs of Galleon Blast occasionally get shore leave to ply their raggle-taggle trade wherever folk will have them. With a selection of rum-soaked songs and shanties, the Blasters whip up a squally strumming storm to get all and sundry friggin’ in the riggin’. With traditional tunes and many a seafaring classic from The Dubliners, The Waterboys, The Pogues, Thin Lizzy, The Fisherman’s Friends and Ewan MacColl; you can be sure that these diddly diddly deck-hands will get feet tapping from the poop to the crow’s nest. Galleon Blast feature banjos, whistles, accordions and fiddles from members of The Family Mahone, Full House and Mark Radcliffe and Foes, including the pirate dj himself Mr.Radcliffe – the Jack Sparrow of the Radio 2 Folk Show. Actually, make that the Jack Duckworth of the Radio 2 Folk Show. So, it’s all aboard the good ship Blast for a full-on broadside of buccaneering beat.
It’s only going to happen once, but it is going to happen.
Twenty years ago something started. A band. A band that drank their weight in beer instead of soundchecking.
A band that somehow made it to such tiny festivals as Glastonbury, Cambridge, Cropredy and Lloopallu.
The band that was the Family Mahone.
Their first gig was on the 17th March 1998 at the George and Dragon in Great Budworth. It is somehow fitting that their last will be 17th March 2018 at Telfords Warehouse in Chester.
DJ, Donal, Doc, Christie, Charlie and Rusty intend to set aside their musical indifference and reunite in beer and song.
It’s a too-la and a lo-ra,
We forgot the bloody words.
Oi oi oi-
The ones we know are slurred
The League of Splendid is proud to present A Splendid Day Out, a full weekend of Steampunk entertainments. A Splendid Day Out is open to all ladies and gentlemen as well as children and takes place in the charming Victorian seaside retreat of Morecambe.
A Splendid day Out 3rd – 5th June 2016
The A Splendid Day Out airship will land in the UK’s charming Victorian seaside retreat of Morecambe for its fourth year of top-hole entertainment. Presented by The League of Splendid another weekend of astounding entertainment and events, all with a Airship Pirate theme, take place throughout Morecambe at The Platform, The Carleton, The Midland Hotel, The Strathmore Hotel, The Winter Gardens, the Promenade and throughout the town.
Starting with the “Krak’n Night Out” on Friday the 2nd of June with an eclectic offering from Victor and The Bully, Seas of Mirth and Mark Radcliffe’s Galleon Blast take the stage at The Carleton.
Many years ago, our fair capp’n did his business in a castle rather than a galleon. He was assisted by the artiste formerly known as ‘Lard’ as well as other ‘special’ guests.
One of the more special guests was the legendary Fat Harry. Harry had a way with words.
My special Layee-friend, the sexy Fi-ona called me on the phone yesterday, and asked me for some help.
The wall alongside the alley next to her house had collapsed, and with all the rain, mud was leaking on to the path and people were falling over and getting hurt- I had to do something fast.
I got on my old bi-cycle and I made as much haste as I could to the scene. When I got there it was worse than I thought- the railing where I chain my bike had gone- washed away in the flood, and it was nearly chucking out time at the bingo. Any minute the alley was going to be full of slipping biddy’s on an innocent shortcut home.
There was only one thing to do. I got off my bike, and crammed it into Fi-ona’s oozing back passage. I pushed it in and out a few times as the slime flowed from her wall- then suddenly the pensioners were on their way– I started shoving really fast, trying to get to the end, but it was no good- suddenly everything went stiff, and with a last little squirt of goo my bike was left stuck in the mud- but at least I’d blocked things up for a while- no pensioners would slide to their death tonight.
Fi-onas back passage would wait until the rain stopped- my job was done-
If you see what I mean. The only place for Fat Harry’s Bulging Christmas Sack is our facebook page– Av a look me hearties— Merry Consumertide ye lubbers.