Hard to believe I know but I was once a moody bugger (yeah right says every soul that’s ever seen me sat at the back). A moody bugger dressed head to twisted teenage toes in black. Mohair jumper, monkey boots and PVC trousers competed only with my jumble sale striped pyjama top in the challenging but graveyard friendly style wars that were my gothic years. … Continue reading 50 Tunes For 50 Years : The Birthday Party