Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Grey Mare, Monday 10th February

  There were a few more players in attendance on Monday and a couple of new voices in great harmony. For a change, as the regular bass player was on holiday, we had an excellent double bass which fitted in very well.

  I managed to forget the camera and the phone so no photos again but next time...  I did a couple of Gershwin instrumental numbers and an old Michael Murphy song, Calico Silver. Highlight of the evening for me was a Tom Waits G minor blues by Eric and Ian that was really well performed.

Sunday, February 09, 2014

The Best Of Bolton

                                        The audience starts to settle in for the Best of Bolton

  This event was a very pleasant surprise for me. Not only was the Octagon Studio full but the actors' (Hilton and Amy's) interpretation of the stories and poems was astonishingly good, as was the direction by Elizabeth and Amy.

  The standard of work was variable but generally extremely high. The actors managed to lift even the less impressive pieces and invest them with insightful reading.  One or two of the stories suffered in my opinion from an excess of Victoria Wood or even Balzac - so rambling or so detailed that the plot got left behind.  Unnecessary adverbs on the signifiers (not quite 'asked inquisitively' but getting close), put in an appearance, but most of the stories were well written and got deserved applause. The poetry was a mixture with not too many tumteetum forced rhymers or imageless rants and many that I wished I had written.

  For one awful minute I thought my phone had rung but it was the woman's next to me and it stopped quite quickly. Unbelievably, another member of the audience kept looking at her phone and reading texts on it, casually, not in any urgent sort of way. Same person managed to make a lot of noise eating an ice cream. I was tempted to shove the latter in her visage.

  In all there were three hours of excellent interpretation of writers from all over Bolton. It is possible the event may move to the main theatre next year. Bank Street Writers were out in force. A very enjoyable evening.  

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

The Best of Bolton

On Friday 31st January at the Octagon Theatre at 7.30 pm we will be able to hear a selection of writing by Boltonians including many contributions by Bank Street Writers. I always seem to be elsewhere when this is on but am making an effort this year to be there. Tickets are available from the Octagon. I am informed the event sells out.

Grey Mare Rivington, Monday 13th January

We were slightly down in numbers with only ten musicians at this singalong, but the quality was good. As expected, there were quite a few Everlys tributes given the recent demise of Phil Everly. A wide range of other music was played ranging from the Beatles to traditional folk songs to Gershwin to players' own compositions. This evening is a good opportunity for local musicians to try out their material in a supportive environment. Most solo efforts are accompanied instrumentally and vocally by other musos present. I'll try to remember to take some photos next time.

Saturday, November 16, 2013

The Father of Fitness

     Susie and I had a very enjoyable meal last night in the company of author Ken Heathcote and his wife Brenda. Ken recently launched his second book, The Father of Fitness, which I was privileged to edit for him. Ken started the Health Club business in this country and is highly respected in the field. But the book is a lot more than a follow-up to his first book, The Gym Business.        

    This one is actually his autobiography and is full of stories from his very full life. As one would expect, many world famous personalities feature in the book, from Arnie and Darth Vader to celebrity footballers, top weightlifters, athletes and squash players like Jonah Barrington. 
    The book is bang up to date in its treatment of the drugs culture now rife in sport and in almost every Health Club in the country.  There are stirring accounts of marathons and mountains climbed, of feats of endurance that very few of us could undertake, with plenty of human interest content along the way and loving portraits of his family members and their idiosyncrasies.  

The book  launch last month was packed  and Ken is in great demand for signings across the country.  

To find out more about the book visit

Saturday, November 09, 2013

Preston, Glasgow, Lowe

    This trio played at Matt and Phred's on Wednesday night. The three young musicians are very talented - virtuosi in fact. The line up is guitar, bass and drums which might sound fairly banal, but each player was able to play very impressive solos which had the audience enthralled.
 I was particularly impressed with Kevin Glasgow, whose six string bass produced solos which any guitarist would have been proud of. David Preston's astounding guitar was also a real treat to hear, with some great altered  chord arrangements and a good range of different tones and colours. Laurie Lowe was quite simply one of the best drummers I have heard in a long time. All three have played with many big names already and they are still in their twenties. They play their own music.

  A CD will be out after this tour. If you like the music of Allan Holdsworth, this band will not disappoint.

Oliver Lomax

  I was lucky enough to catch a short performance by local poet Oliver Lomax recently at the Dog and Partridge in Bolton on a very wet Saturday night last week.
  These particular poems deal with juxtaposition. This is a poetry of contrasts contemplated by the poet, both now and in his childhood, the subjects ranging from hand me down toys, to home thoughts from abroad, to the tragic setting on fire of an aviary, to Silvio Berlusconi and Chopin. 
  Each poem has its own dichotomy: in 'Priced out of the Revolution', the rich protester hangs off the Cenotaph; in 'Letter to Chopin' the poet apologises for what the statue of Chopin has to see: 'I am sorry for our corporate youth.'  These poems are informed by wry comment on the crassness of society. A good performance before an appreciative audience.

Two films

  I have seen two films of note recently. The first was 'Captain Phillips' a tale of modern piracy.  Well filmed and acted, with Tom Hanks as the captain, the one flaw for me was the unnecessary repetition of 'seat 15' which was rather more than glaringly obvious. Worth a look.

  The other was 'Philomena', a true story of yet another example of the Catholic Church's inhumanity, starring Judy Dench and Steve Coogan. Very moving.

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Bank Street Writers

International Poetry Competition 2013

Poems up to 40 lines, any subject and style.

Closing Date: 31st October 2013

Judge: Janet Rogerson
Janet Rogerson is currently studying for a PhD at the University of Manchester.
Her pamphlet A Bad Influence Girl was published by The Rialto in 2012.

Cash Prizes
Adult section:       1st £75  2nd £50  3rd  £25
Under 18 section: 1st £60  2nd £40  3rd £20

All winning entries will be published in the internationally circulating "Current Accounts" magazine. Some commended entries may also be published at the editor’s discretion.
A free copy of “Current Accounts” will be sent to each entrant whose work is published.
Please send your poems, fees and entry forms to:
Bank Street Writers Poetry Competition 2013,
Jolyon Coombs, 37, Carslake Avenue, Bolton  BL1 4BT

·       Poems must be in English, must be unpublished and must not have won a prize in any other competition.
·       They must be typed or word-processed, with the title at the top of the  page, but the entrant's name must not appear on the poem itself.
·       A completed entry form must be enclosed with each entry or set of entries.
·       Fees: Adult £3.00 sterling per poem or £10 for four entries by the same person. 
   Under 18 £1 sterling per poem or £3 for four entries by the same person                   (Cheques payable to "Bank Street Writers".)

Winners will be notified by 1st November 2013.
No person may receive more than one prize.
The judge’s decisions will be final and no correspondence will be entered into. Manuscripts will not be returned - please keep a copy.
 Please enclose an s.a.e. marked “R” if you wish to receive details of the results.

Please contact me (FJH) for entry forms.

Wednesday, April 03, 2013


Spun out strung out helices of whispering
instincts deep within the murmuring of hidden generations
long before writing led us into misinterpretation
enslaving our tales, stifling our inklings of this indifferent harmony
there was a way through the mist and some knew
and they felt the signs  even then
whilst others laughed and stayed by the river
or on the mountain and drowned or froze to death. 
Those of us who loved the mist
 wooed the right gods  we heard our forefathers
 deep within  we knew there was no fighting it
the heavens turned, the moon soared across the sky and
the voices of spirits guided us  through
the tangle of our brief years until we too became whispers
of comfort for  those who would listen. 

(First published in Current Accounts 31)