OK - so we're up and running now, record companies are interested. VIRGIN are ringing you at work and they're interested in Brigandage and then they don't! what happened here? what did our manager at the time say? did they speak? i have no idea - here's a hint - keep on top of who's speaking to whom.
flicknife records are offering so many points it's unreal so ignore them.
Turn down CHERRY RED coz they think you've got a good voice especialy if they think its sounds Punk/folk.
There's a rumour that Polydor are interested between you and FLESH FOR LULU but then you hear another that they don't like the manager.
Then you decide to sign with W11 records with a liscening deal with A&M. NOW YOUR TALKING!
Then get thrown out of your own band! I later hear from friends of Steve strange that the peoiple behind the label had shafted him and others as well- they were allegedly dodgy geezers.
If you're sacked from your band what do you do? HUH! you start again but you've lost confidence and impetus and most of all trust. You re-build.
Just don't do it with the first people that come along even if they are friends.
after a lot of false starts your giging again and people are getting interested again. OH DEAR!
DO NOT THINK IT'S COOL TO RE-LIVE THE ROCK'N'ROLL SWINDLE! the bit when the record companies are ringing them up and THE PISTOLS tell them to FUCK OFF! They are the greatest band in the world and you - well not yet anyway.
So, here's the scenario - it's early Sunday eve at Brigandage HQ i.e our flat- the phone rings and richard turns to me in kitchen to ask whether we're interested in a publishing deal ? Are we? at this point we've had to deal with a lot of no-hopers so we don't take it seriously.
richard replies to the effect FUCK OFF! this goes on for a bit backwards and forwards and we agree to a meeting the next day - it's in Denmark Street, Tin Pan Alley - we walk in and there's Cliff Richard Gold Discs all over the walls of the lobby. We freak at bit at this - this isn't some loser company - this is serious.
We go in - the guy plays the tape - w sit there silent - gob smacked- hardly say a word- at the end he says "You really aren't interested in a publishing deal are you" and thats that - we never here from him again.
NEXT- what more incompetence! i hear you cry - OH YES!
a player in the business wants to manage you - not only that he's friends with DAVE GOODMAN (PISTOLS SPUNK). Dave could be recording you , well that's the plan. You go in and record a demo but you don't do anything more because a friend says " you can't be managed by someone who wears Grey slip-ons!" Haven't we heard this before? isn't this the complaint about Glen Matlock? funny how history repeats it's self.