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PEPPERMINT IGUANA GIG: Folk Disco in Le Pub, Newport 10/02/18

Green Gathering Campaigns & Peppermint Iguana got sick of waiting for Summer, so came up with a plan to beat the winter blues: Let’s have a FOLK DISCO!

The gig takes place on 10th February 2018 in Newport’s coolest venue, Le Pub. Music will start at 7pm sharp, so be on your toes

Who be playing?

Tarantism Folk Disco
UK cult festival band based in Bristol playing an infectious mix of CelticDanceDubSkaFunkPunk. a couple of years back they came along to our stage and broke out a set of Disco covers in a folk style and sent everybody mental, the crowd forced them to play the entire set twice. Bring your dancing shoes!
https://tarantism1.bandcamp.com/
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S.H.A.T.ting on the dock of the bay.

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“Mirror, mirror, on the walll. Where’s them bloody young uns”?

Old punks never die, they just start going for leisurely strolls with their mates.

And so it was, that on 22nd October, the 40th anniversary of the release of New Rose by the Damned, the first ever punk single, SHAT (Socialist Hikers + Anarchist Treckers) were up at the crack of noon for a wander around Cardiff Bay.

It started well, with the ‘11am by the fountainy mirror thing opposite the Millennium Centre’ start drifting on to an 11:30 start. Needless to say it was the youngest and fittest of the crew that were late.

The old folks that arrived on time, were well prepared and all kitted out for the walk and post walk drink (well, the drink) in their finest goth, punk and mod gear. There were even two of us that did not have bad backs or dodgy feet! Continue reading S.H.A.T.ting on the dock of the bay.

HILL WALKING WITH STEWART LEE AND S.H.A.T.

The obligitory 'Before' we SHAT ourselves shot
The obligitory ‘Before’ we SHAT ourselves shot

Last time I yomped up a mountain I was thirty years younger and ten stone lighter. My excuse has been that none of my mates are interested in that sort of masochism, but when the Socialist Hikers and Anarchist Trekkers (SHAT) was formed, that excuse disappeared.

So, at the crack of mid-morning we headed up to the Brecon Beacons for a yomp up Pen-y-fan. The great wide open, far from the madding crowd on a crisp spring morning, what could be better? What could go wrong?

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