November 2007 Archives

Music, in its various guises, runs through my family bloodline. We've had number ones, sell-out tours, played stadiums, sailed through foreign lands (with foreign women and foreign wine presumably).

Now, I don't want to mislead you, dear viewer. I don't want to persuade you that drawing up a Siddle family tree will lead you to the Beatles on my dad's side, and the Stones on my mum's. I did actually go to school with a chap called Mick Lennon, so perhaps he did have such geneology...you'd have to ask him.

But I'm really counting down the days til my uncle's band reforms. They were pioneers of a decade of music; at the forefront of the scene. You'll hear a song of theirs routinely, as often as that clutch of songs on your Power Ballads CD.

Yes, in a week and a half, I'll be swanning along to a Parish Centre in Leighton Buzzard, Bedfordshire, for the grand, eagerly-anticipated, swoon-inducing reunion of...