City Rocker

Absolutely smokin' blues from Grinderswitch, John Peel's theme tune. Never heard of 'em? Well for anyone who grew up listening to the Peel show (10 til midnight, Monday to Thursday on Radio 1) those opening few bars evoke so much. Opening monologue would invariably be something along the lines of: "Good evening boys and girls, on tonight's show, sessions from Einsturtzende Neubauten and Killing Joke, [something about Liverpool in Europe, and probably a reference either to Kenny Dalglish or Bill Shankley], but first, these are the Fall..." #ReveredUncleJohnny

FFS, how embarrassing? Is he Rovers top boy? Scary.

Right, here's what I don't get about this whole thread... for the whole 47 years I've been going to City games, the Saturday matches have been kicking off at 3pm, roughly half way between lunchtime and dinnertime, (or dinnertime and teatime, as we used to call it when I were a lad). So my question for you all is, why do you need food when you go to football on Saturday? It's totally between meal times, isn't it?! Can we not wait a couple of hours?

Fantastic! An inspired choice, my friend. Two supremely talented artists and a sublime song. How sad that both were such tortured souls. Terry Hall was an early hero for me - along with the likes of Chris Garland, Gerry Gow, Joe Strummer, Pete Shelley... you get the idea.

Brilliant summation. If I didn't know better, that reads like one of Nick Hornby's "football as a metaphor for life" monologues. Is life shit because City are shit, or the other way round?

Hmmm... so does this cryptic wordplay mean you're not coming for us again? I'm struggling to keep up, to be honest.

Black and orange stray cat sittin' on a fence Ain't got enough dough to pay the rent I'm flat broke but I don't care I strut right by with my tail in the air...

Indeed they haven't. Nor, as @chinapig pointed out, a stand to sit in.

Well you say that, but they've got tracksuit bloke. Admittedly he lacks the style and charisma of our own shed man. Or a shed, for that matter.

He was big in the seventies, you know. Indeed, he's pretty hefty today.

100% yes. Whether or not they registered TC at Companies House I don't know, but the club definitely listed him as a director in their match day programs in the mid 80s.

And yet they are still going full speed ahead with the build, the pile holes have all been drilled. No regard for due process or for the local community, sadly.

I'm told that after "someone at the football club spoke to someone at the council" they were given the impression that because the proposed new structure is not as tall as the plans approved in 2008, the application process should be quick and straightforward. It seems they've now been assured that's not the case at all. The local councillor has requested that the application be referred to Development Committee rather than be determined by the officers. The club have belatedly engaged a planning consultant to gather the necessary additional documents for the application, but these are yet to be submitted. So it's all looking quite promising then.

Player, manager, director, administrator, father-figure, ticket seller, caterer, cleaner, ambassador, role-model, removal man*, spokesman, saviour, legend. *ref Alan Walsh

Frankie Fielding's (back) in the building!

Pretty sure it was just the three bands on that 1979 tour.

In 1981 I saw New Order at the Trinity and U2 at the Locarno. You'd go to one or two gigs a week in those days though, and there was always a good chance of seeing something amazing.

I think you're conflating two different gigs there mate, I was at both shows too and the buzz was incredible. The first 2 Tone tour featured the Specials, Selecter and Dexys (who joined the tour part way through to replace Madness). A few months later, Selecter were back at the Locarno headlining their own tour with support from the Bodysnatchers (fronted by the fabulous Rhoda Dakar). Standout memories for me of this gig are of one lad deciding to dive off the balcony into the crowd on the dance floor, in a Jimmy-from-Quadrophenia moment, and a vicious scrap between Bristol mods and Gloucester skins, which I somehow found myself in the middle of for a few terrifying moments. Such an exciting time that was to be a teenager, though the tribalism was pretty insane and like a lot of kids at the time, I could be a mod, punk or rude boy on any given day of the week, depending on which album I was listening to, or which latest fashion item I happened to have bought from Rodney Thomas or Paradise Garage.

Terribly sad news. One of my earliest Bristol City memories is seeing Chris Garland score the winner against Manchester City, a moment that rocked my world and changed everything. Absolute legend. Rest easy

Do I know what rhetorical means?!!

Nice work my friend

Oh.... WelI anyway I was thinking I might hold it back for the next Bristolian forward to burst through the ranks - as long as their name scans with the last line of the song (maybe something for Tins and the academy staff and scouting network to focus on there).

How about this one for Tommy? Yes I know he already has a song, but this, much like Paul McCartney's 'Let It Be', came to me in a dream. Seriously it did! To the tune of She's Electric: He's from Bristol, He shoots the ball like a pistol, He's gonna cost you a fistful, Tommy Co-on-way Okaaay, as you were...

Yep, we were in the middle of the east end that night and I remember a palpable connection between team and crowd. e.g. Glyn Riley whipping up the chanting at a corner (which I don't think players really used to do back then, as they do now). It certainly seemed to me like the start of the resurrection.

I suspect he probably means a few years earlier - 83/84? On the way back up from the depths of 1982 and IIRC I think this game sent us to top of div 4, with the first 10k+ crowd in a few years. City are back, 'ello, ello! Let the (comparatively) good times roll.