Email letters@uncut.co.uk. Or tweet us at twitter.com/uncutmagazine
THANK CHRIST FOR THE ’HOGS
With the sad passing of Tony McPhee, it brings to mind one of the best gigs I ever attended, at the ripe old age of 17, down on a sixth-form trip from the North to London in October 1976. A few of us ‘hairies’ managed to slip away from our college minders at the B&B and head up west to queue for The Groundhogs at the Marquee on Wardour Street. Already tipsy and bedazzled by the squalor of Soho, we wide-eyed underage greenhorns entered this dark hole of legend and there enjoyed the loudest, sweatiest experience of our young lives, as the trio belted out a long and exciting set, topped off with “Cherry Red” of course! The beer?
