Sounds, September, 1978
Porky is a poet and mate I’ve been gigging with since 1983. We’ve seen a lot of bands together, done a lot of turns together, been the Redskins horn section (without horns) and even Billy Bragg’s keyboard stand on several occasions and it’s always been fun. Porky moved from poetry into music and comedy, then came back to poetry. He’s a hard gigging lad: pubs, gigs, festivals, standing on the street and yelling at Tories. His poetry is humorous and has an edge to it. He frequently finds space at his own gigs for up and coming poets and is a lover of all things joyous.
Here’re some pics of the lad in action from the 80s.
with Joe on the Casio