I was there at the death , a small pub in canterbury hailed the end of the shanks those legends of medway punk rock. A brilliant set only interrupted by Dick Scum feeling unwell ( i thought he was going to pop his fucking clogs) but he finished the number Val Doonican style on a bar stool. What a bleeding trooper.
Rinjo Njori said:
When I asked them why they weren't coming to NYC, they said that last time they came no one came to their show. NYC really doesn't appreciate the classic acts. It's sad.