WHERE I SHOULD BE: Ace Things Coming.

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I’ve started to blog again. “about bloody time” and “you’ve said this before fatty” I hear you all shout. yeah, I know, but this time I mean it. I have been asked to contribute to a local production studio’s website with my own views on music and the culture around it. the first few are all about me, not in some ego driven “aren’t I amazing” way of writing, more in a “here I am, this is WHY I am like I am” way.

I shall be posting the links to the entries here also, so you can get to read them too (obviously you COULD subscribe to the Ace Things site) I have already had two published, just sent the third.

so that’s that, but before I leave I shall ask you to go to the Ace Things website anyway and have a look at what it is they actually do. you won’t regret it.

PART ONE: REMEMBER HOW WE STARTED

PART TWO: I DIDN’T MEAN TO HURT YOU

ACE THINGS WEBSITE

 

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SLOW DOWN

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plenty of people are asking, so let me get one thing straight. I AM NOT DYING. i’m not 100% but i am NOT DYING. YET.

well, in so much as we all are from the moment we are born. but i have NOT had a heart attack, i am fine. ish.

we’ll go back a bit. i’ll explain.

Barnsley played Huddersfield in a pre season friendly. i walked down with the boy, and after the match we walked home. i stopped once to catch my breath and give my back a rest. not unusual in itself, other than i only stopped the once whereas i normally have two breathers.. then we played Ipswich. walked down with the boy, no problems, then we walked home. five tines i stopped. this time not just the usual back related issue (consequences of a fused ankle and being fat). no, this time my chest felt as though it was being ripped open. i finally got back in the house, and after a minute in the kitchen i went to the bathroom. after doing what needed to be done, i then went and lay on the bed for a short while. The Enemy went to pick the dog up from her mums/drop the boy off at work/get some shopping and by the time she got home the pains had subsided sufficiently enough for me to say “yes, i am ok” when she came home. watched some telly, went to bed.

during the night the pains came back, kept me awake most of it and made me feel bloody nauseous to boot. at the time my alarm should have been going off ready for me to go to work i was in no state to get up and go, so i rang to tell them. a few hours later it was decided i would/should call the doctor. my own surgery being shut (sunday) i rang the out of hours NHS line (BLESS THE NHS!) and answered so many questions i thought i was being interrogated! they then told me a doctor would call me back within the hour, which he did. and asked me all the questions i had just been asked. he determined that it was “unlikely” that i had suffered a “cardiac event” (a phrase that was to become familiar in the upcoming few days). he advised a course of ibuprofen and gaviscon. yup, that’s right. i took some, and it DID ease the pain. how odd. he also said to rest, so it was decided i would have the monday off too and return to work tuesday.

monday came around and something in me made me want to actually see a real doctor face to face. you know, to get the old stethoscope treatment, just to be safe. so i rang and made an appointment, which meant speaking to the receptionoist, who got the doctor to call me back to “discuss if he NEEDED to see me”. apparently this is how it is done now. he called, i was asked all the questions yet again and he agreed i needed to visit, so a date was made for friday (day off).

tuesday morning came, off i set to work, got there, started to set my stuff up for the day and the familiar pain started to appear again. went into the office with my manager and told her what was up, and to her credit she suggested i went to the hospital and got checked out. so i went home, rang The Enemy, then rang the parental unit to take me.

got to the hospital, they took me in and eventually i saw a succession of experts who wired me up, took blood, asked countess questions, pressed on my chest and used a stethoscope. the ECG came back normal, the bloods came back normal. but they wanted a second lot. in three hours. so, to wait i was admitted onto a ward. and waited. eventually the second lot of bloods were taken. then we waited for the results. all clear yet again, probably a muscular skeletal strain. BUT…. there is always a but, they wanted me to go to a RAPID ACCESS CARDIAC ASSESSMENT CLINIC for tests. according to what they told me, the numerous tablets i take each day for my diabetes can sometimes mask the symptoms of angina, so they needed to rule that out. here you go Sime, take this letter to your doctor and get him to refer you. no, we can’t. no we have no idea why either, sorry. oh and take a few days to rest yourself.

so i went friday, to the appointment i had already made monday. he got his stethoscope out. he asked me all the questions. he agreed i need the RACAC. gave me something to give the receptionist so she could book me in. and so i could get some more bloods done there and then. appointment booked for thursday afternoon.

so yesterday i went. got hooked up for an ECG, had a very nice chat with a doctor who asked me all the questions again and many more. he’s prescribed me more tablets, an under the tongue spray and is referring me for a cardiac CT scan to check my “pipes” to make sure i don’t have angina (see above reasons). at present purely precautionary measures, but you know, let’s make sure. so i await that date. well, two dates as i have to a have a pre assessment.

so that is where we are. as it stands right now, i am NOT DYING.

thanks to all who have asked after me and shown concern, means a lot. i shall of course keep you up to date, but you know as much as i do now.

 

ttfn

sime

SHADOW OF THE SUN

FUCKING FILTHY SCUM RAG.

this world is currently a fucked up place. we have shit going on all over the place with various race/religion/countries/creeds fighting each other for who know’s what reasons.

and then you get this lot.

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worse than the idiots committing these atrocities are the cunts that work for m*****h publishing his hate and lie filled “newspaper”.

no-one…. NO-ONE needs to see this. i haven’t watched it. i don’t need to watch it. i don’t even want to THINK abut what it potentially contains. i am certain the relatives and friends of those killed and injured last night won’t want to see it.

“HORRIFYING VIDEO” it screams.

“CAUTION: GRAPHIC CONTENT”.

we don’t want to fucking see this.

they shouldn’t be allowed to even publish this.

fucking disgrace. scum. nothing short of.

i have NEVER and will NEVER buy the s**.

take care of each other folks.

ttfn

DIDN’T WE HAVE A GOOD TIME?

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it is with a heavy heart and bitter-sweet emotions i have to announce that, as from 7am saturday 2nd april i will no longer be employed at what i have always refered to as “the paid job”.
i’ve never NOT said i work for tesco, just never made a big deal of it. i am not ashamed of working for them. i won’t deny that some of the decisions of the company are at odds with my politics, but i much prefer to keep work and home/social/political life totally exclusive. now i am nothing near daft enough to think that such issues that cause upset are decided at store level. so as such, morally i have no issue working for them. that and the fact that i have for nigh on TWENTY EIGHT YEARS, since i was a nipper.
anyway, back to the point.
as you may have seen recently in the news, around 75 or so stores are to cease 24 hour trading. unfortunately ours is on that list. as such, my job role is no more. i have been offered other position in our store and at other stores, but sadly no full time positions are available at this time. (like most retailers these days it seems full time jobs don’t exist).
another option was redundancy.
now with 28 years behind me as well as my age you can imagine the package offered was very decent. for all the constant slagging off the company gets, in the main, they DO know how to treat staff. they looked after me fourteen years ago when i had my accident and was off for 12 months.
myself and The Enemy have spent the last few weeks talking it all through (talking about bugger all else to be fair) and we decided that redundancy was the way to go. and so it is. i have six weeks left. then for the first time since leaving school i will be jobless.
i have plans. i won’t become a man of leisure just yet. but i AM having a good few weeks off. going to spend the quality time with The Enemy and Boy that i have missed by being on nights for the last 10 years, and get used to daylight again. also crack on with the handful of poems i have started and stalled on. maybe even finally learn to play my melodica (and if allowed, buy a trombone and learn that)
so there you have it. it’s official now and i wanted you all to know. if i have seemed distant and not entirely fun in the last month, this may go some way to explaining it. i apologise to anyone who may feel i have been ignoring them, i swear i meant nothing personal by it. also apologise for the lack of radio shows. that too shall be addressed very soon.
anyone who needs a loyal, trustworthy, fun employee from may onwards, speak up. i’ll be available.
for now though, i’ll end by saying thank you to tesco for employing me for almost three decades, the many friends that i have made along the way and the decent customers who managed to NOT insult or threaten me.
ttfn
Sime.

OUT ON THE STREETS

i got a new ride this year. meet Pauline.

she is an AJS Modena.

i love her.

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here she is with my other love.

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she looks a bit different now. she’s had a fly screen

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and a few vinyls put on.

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we’ve been getting about a bit now that the good weather is here

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even managed to get out for a 200 mile run with my old friend Dave, aka Old Fart last weekend for the first time in about three years.

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which was a perfect warm up for the 117 mile run to Scooter & Ska Rally this coming weekend. she’ll be fully loaded!

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i’ll let you know how that goes.

ttfn. sime.

IS THIS THE REAL LIFE? IS THIS JUST FANTASY?

I DON’T KNOW HOW MANY OF YOU REMEMBER ME TALKING ABOUT THE ROCK & ROLL LOUNGE.

it’s something i became a part of last october/november time. since then i have played almost every gig they have done. to the extent that “they” are now “we”. the radio side of my dj-ing has taken a back seat whilst this has happened, something i keep promising MYSELF that i will return to in time, doing proper shows, not just replaying what i played at TR&RL gigs.

but i digress…

as the R&RL we have played sheffield, securing a monthly residency (to great acclaim) at The Frog And Parrot.

and anyone who knows me, knows how much sights like those below will bring a huge smile to my face!

rows of scooters outside a pub where i am playing? that alone is a dream come true! (thanks to the lads at the Trojan Drinking Club for that. you’ve a happy new member lads)

we’ve also played manchester’s northern quarter regularly, and even been as far as birkenhead. always on the look out for more gigs*, the boss man was asked if we were available do the following….

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of course, he said yes, then asked me along for the ride. what? was i going to turn it down? then a couple of weeks ago, he informed me that he was unable to attend, and would i do it alone? would i? hell yes!

so this weekend, i AM The Rock & Roll Lounge. and what am i doing?

well, take a look at this:

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yes, wherever it says R&RL on there, that’s me.

MAIN STAGE!

3 HOUR SET FRIDAY

BETWEEN BANDS SATURDAY

SAME STAGE AS

BAD MANNERS

THE SELECTER

THE CHORDS

NEVILLE STAPLES

AND MORE

ME!

how surreal? 14 months ago i was dj-ing online in my bedroom and at a friends birthday party (cheers Polly). now i am sharing the stage with some of my musical idols!

i am totally buzzing, cannot wait! guest tickets for the enemy and the boy, passes, tent in the staff section, hospitality, the full works!

details for tickets etc at http://www.backwithmods.co.uk

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but that isn’t the end of it.

i have also been asked to be part of this!

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QUADROPHENIA

NIGHT SHEFFIELD O2 ACADEMY

7th SEPTEMBER

i shall be doing a full vinyl ska/reggae/2tone set for the last hour.

two live bands, dj’s, the film, mod heaven!

tickets are available. £11.25 for the night, inc booking fees.

tickets and the dates of other nights on the tour:

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* anyone wanting to book The Rock And Roll Lounge, get in touch and i can pass you on to the main man.

(EVEN GOT EMILY INVOLVED)

I MUST END THIS POST AND THANK THE MANY MANY PEOPLE WHO HAVE BEEN INVOLVED IN GETTING ME THIS FAR:

firstly the enemy and the boy. without her telling me constantly i have the abilty to do it, i would still be sat here dreaming.

secondly to Polly who gave me my first gig. best birthday party ever!

i MUST include the R&RL boss man, as he gave me my chance when i was disheartened after failures to launch at a local bar. that 1st night at The Washington pub in sheffield where he duped me into playing full vinyl sets… and then took me under his wing. J.M. i owe you big time. we have had some ups and downs these last 10 months or so, but i have come out smiling every time. onwards and upwards. we will succeed.

to absent friends. thank you too. you may not be around any more, and i DO miss you, but one day we will be drunk together again.

and to all those that dance themselves crazy to the tunes i play. your smiles alone a reason to do what i do.

cheers folks.

see you out there

barnsley sime.

BRAND NEW START

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as of sunday evening, SFR, formerly scooter forums radio will now be SOLID FRONT RADIO.
we can be found at the same websites as previously, but we are changing slightly. we are returning to our Mod roots. the already established shows will continue as they already are, but we are looking to recruit new djs and have a couple lined up that are very mod influenced.

onwards. upwards.

cheers.

sime.