Self-inflicted

This show reflects what songwriters write about. And this week we’re crook as a dog’s hind leg. If there is one thing that musos are full of, it’s alcohol and every other self-indulgence that’s going. Since 1pm on a Sunday a lot of our audience are still registering the night before … we think this week’s theme hits the nail on the head (though we promise we’ll hit it very, very gently without making too much noise Ssssh!)

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