well it’s been quite and interesting few weeks. quite a bit has happened but as per usuall my memory is shit and i can only remember the things that i’ve noted down. i’ve had many a piss up and squeezed inn quite a bit of swimming and gyming off but been quite slack on it over this last week.
im now sitting in my hotel room in oxford after a 3 hour drive by myself as im going straight to norwich to see vicci dance at pams house where this month rob tissera will be playing then coming back to cardiff early on sunday as cardiff are playing swansea in the football then i have stuart cables book launch and prodigy gig so plenty to do this weekend. by the time you get to the end of this blog i should imaging i would have written about my weekend experiences.
today was gonna be interesting as we were gonna interview stuart cable for mine and daints up and coming documentry on the rise and falls of pritchard vs dainton and how a little idea many years ago turned into the monster that was sanchez and pritchard vs dainton. if you dont know it’s mine and daints 10 year anniversary since putting the pritchard vs dainton video out which is why were doing this doco. there are many stories to tell and i know so many people are interested in how we got to where we are today as thats one of the many questions were constantly asked. well people this doco will reveal all, the partys, the laughs, the traveling, the arguments etc you name it it will have it. we’ve interviewd quite a few people for it already but today was cables turn. we met him in the promised land bar and kitchen where matt (manager) let us use the upsrairs. hickey was going to interview him while daint filmed and i knew cable was gonna come up with the goods as he’s a fantastic character. when cable lived in cardiff i used to go drinking and partying with him quite a bit and he’s got an arm full of stories that me and him got up too. one of the stories was that risky they had to pull it from his aughtobiography (out april 6th for anyone interested) but he told it for our camera and hopefully we’ll be able to use it instead. his interview was amazing and very funny and were pleased he agreed to do it, thank you cable. i left daint to go home and get ready for our gig in warrington tonight while he went with hickey to interview my ex missus lisa about the 11 years she lived with me and the shit she had to put up with. obviously she will have a lot of interesting stuff to say good and bad. she’s a great girl but i did put her through a lot of shit which im not proud of at all but we did have some great times together so all will be revealed in the doco for you to hear.
i jump in the van for our gig in warrington. another drive up a motorway sitting in my usuall seat (in the back behind the passenger seat next to the window) with my bottle of red wine ready to be popped. our dj hudge is still on his travels in new zeland with his girlfriend so he wasnt available tonight for the gig so my brother trigg did it as he always fill’s inn when hudge is not around. porno’s in the back of the van sprawled out asleep while myself jim and trigg talk about kids and the joy’s and nightmares of having them. my brother has one daughter and jim has a son and twin girls so the conversation was quite interesting haha. the closer we got the more i realised jim was getting quite pissed which was funny and all trigg wanted to do was have a fag haha. daint is on the barrel again so he was staying sober tonight, i dont know how he does it if anything i have nothing but admiration for him as it’s something i could never do. in my eye’s im going out and booze is a neccesity especialy at one of our gig’s. i couldnt handle going on stage sober to a load of screaming people wanting blood haha. booze puts me in that frame of mind to go fucking mental and mix it with the adrenalin of the whole experience and it’s great. the only thing is you then get off stage buzzing and you just want to cane whatever you can get your hands on and go fuck ing party it’s fucking great and it’s what made alchoholics. just hope that dont happen to me haha.
we arrive at chicago rocks and the lady looking after us is 7 months pregnant (lovely lady but cant remember her name and extremly helpfull) and all i could think was “fuck, i hope when you see our show you dont drop”. were in a very small changing room with all the booze we need and food and sit down getting ready for stage time. aid our tour managers rushing around as per usual sorting the stage and props out while porno has his t’shirt stack ready for after the show munching on his crisps haha. our friend pete turvey (one of the skateboarders) has come along so it was good to have a few beers with him and do some catching up as i aint seen him for a very long time.
were told “stage time in half hour boys” so daint goes to the bog to knock one out (wank) for our spunky dunky challenge and i wait patiently as i did mine earlier. who was gonna loose this time and down his own spunk????? time will tell.
we get on stage and the crowd are going nuts. i start the chanting oggy oggy oggy and were off yeh haaaaaaaaaaaaa party time. we get to the end of our gig and the spunky dunky is apon us and i fucking lost and downed m,y own spunk this time keeping it down too, horrible. we go back stage for a bit to calm down then head off for our signing. sign some t’shirts and get ready to hit the road. normally when were in the van on the way home we drink all the way but this time we all ended up sleeping all the way back, crap haha.
i wake feeling hungover and realise that were interviewing phill campell from motorhead for the doco today at his house in the valleys haha how fucking stoked am i. i’ve met him a few times before and had some good party’s with him but never been up his house. we arrived to what i expected really a nice big house with electric gates and a bullet proof BMW (used to be mickey D’s) V12 then we walked inside and met his wife and sons. looking round his house with motorhead memrobilia and framed photos of platinum album sales and various famous people he’s had the pleasure of meeting over the years along with a grammy award on his fire place. i almost had to pinch myself as i couldnt belive i was here, it was like being on cribs. phill’s a typical welsh man down to earth with no airs or graces and an all round top bloke. we went to his recording studio at the back of his house, nothing flash just a decent recording studio for his sons to record their band stuff to do the interview. we started drinking grolsh and sat him him down for jim to fire the questions to him of what he thinks of what we’ve done on tv and the party’s he’s had with me sharring the story of the night with cable (the one they banned from cable’s book) as he wittnessed what went on too to his horror hahaha but found it funny, nothing could really shock a man who’s lived the rock’n'roll lifestyle for many years. the interview was done and he told me he had a gift for me. i was like “what?” he brought something out of lemmy’s which i cant write about here and he said “it’s yours, use it properly” i was fucking stoked and promised i would keep it pride of place in my house and will only be brought out for one of my house parties. as soon as i’ve used it enough it’s going in a boxed frame. we returned the pleasure and signed him the tea pot that we did the ledgendary BALLKUZZI with and he’s put it on his fire place next to his grammy award hahahahahaha brilliant. we said our goodby’s and headed off home.
today it’s wales vs ireland in the rugby played in the mellenium stadium cardiff and i was planning an all day piss up. party marty aka the bear was in town and i havent seen him for a while so he was gonna join me for the day. the bear is called the bear for obvious reasons as he looks like one and drinks like one so i was in trouble. bear came round my house at 12pm and we went to my local the hollybush for one then parked his car in town and stopped off in most put’s on our way into the city. by the time i got to the rummer tavern outside the castle i was well on my way. the lager had been dumped and i hit the vodka red bulls then visited city surf to meet the boys evo, gutto etc and arranged to meet them at the promised land at 6pm. mark williams (snooker player) phoned and said he was out so he came and met up with us too with all his mates and i could see it was gonna be a very good night as we had one hell of a crew with us. the game came on and im that pissed im shouting oggy oggy oggy once again and the atmospher in the promised land was amazing. unfortunatly we lost but we were having such a good time we didnt care. we all headed off to tiger tiger with everyone and then it all went pear shapped, i think i started performing in tiger then ended up leaving to go and see zane lowe dj in the union. he rocked the place and was amazing, the place was bouncing and so was my head. we stayed there till the end then went to number 10′s for a bit then went to ‘kiwis’ haha. for all the years i’ve been drinking in cardiff i’ve never been to kiwis but tonight was the first time and i had a laugh, me my little bro aled, dan and alex symonds along with paul and madge were dancing to all the cheesy song you could think off then i called a house party. we picked up some mixers from the garage then headed to my house. my poor fucking neighbours. well it wasnt much of a party to tell you the truth as the next thing i know i woke up the next day in my bed. “how did i get here” i thought untill i was told by dan the next day i passed out on the sofa and then mumbled some shit out of my mouth then went to bed hahahahahaha panchoed.
right it’s been 5 days since i was in my hotel room writting this in oxford so im now in my house after a day of going to the pool for a swim and then to the gym. after going to the gym i met up with tim corrigan (ex soda bar owner and all round proper top bloke) to go and have a look at how the new club’s coming along that he’s gonna be looking after called ‘CRYSTAL’ which will be opening in a months time and is the old soda bar which closed down a year and a half ago. i’ve known tim now since stuart cable introduced me to him many years ago at soda and i’ve got on with him very well over the years and he’s looked after me so much every time i went to soda and never once did he ban me for acting the fool when i was drunk he encouraged it if anything but i always respected his rules as i did himself. we had some very good times in the old soda and he finaly got the club back but in a different location in cardiff but a lot of shit happend with various greedy business men and he had to leave. anyway, he’s now working for someone else and is currently looking after the mocha lounge in mill lane which is a really nice club and the same owners are opening this new club ‘crystal’ in the old soda bar. i walked there with him and my brother trigg and as we walked inn the memories came flooding back as soon as we entered the little doorway and walked down the skinny steps with our heads bowed due to the low ceilings well, it is an old cellar. the whole place was gutted and the bar has been moved to a different place but looking at it it looks like it’s gonna be well nice. all i can do now is look forward to the opening and to relive those fond memories i have of the place. travis, the old bar staff and door men will be back to work here so were guarenteed good service by good people plus tim will be there on the door with his shiny bald head, long coat and gloves on with his fluffy ear muffs hahaha. im sure it’s going to be very succesfull because wherever tim is so is everyone else.
march 28th was my birthday piss up night. now, i knew it was gonna be this night as i told vicci this is the night im available and she said “give me all your contact details and i’ll sort it all out” so i passed on the relevant numbers and left her to it. i knew she was doing something good as she kept telling me she had a load of good things sorted so i was really looking forward to the night. i picked her up from the station at on the fri and we chilled for the day and night then as we woke up sat morning she was gone most of the day as she had to sort a load of stuff out for the party. i spent all day nervous at what she was organizing but at the same time exited as to what it was and knowing i was gonna get smashed and have a blast.
she came home and i got some booze inn so me my brother aled and vix started drinking and jumped into a taxi into town. we arrived at the promised land bar and kitchen and i could see my health and safety officer (stephen o’neil) from sanchez outside having a fag and i was all like “yeeeeeees, mancy (he’s from manchester by the way) what are you doing here” and as i walked inn all my best mates were in the bar singing me happy birthday to me, STOKED. i was blown away as there were newspaper clipping all over the place from when i was in the sun newspaper years ago getting arrested for skateboarding in cardiff and getting done for criminal damage, a dvd of old photographs etc the works. vix had done one hell of a job and she then told me that wasnt it there was more to come. it was good to see joyce had turned up too along with MOTHER, sister etc who i havent seen in a while along with old friends and new. even phill campell from motorhead came for a pint which blew me away. we had quite a few drinks then went to to mill lane and she’d organised a private party at the mocha lounge and tim and trav were outside to welcome us all. this was my first time at mocha and i was impressed, small inside but really nice decor. nibbsy came to do some dj’ing along with danny from norwich who dj’s at pams house. cheers danny for traveling all that way and then driving all that way home. we started getting really smashed then i got a tap on my shoulder and it was lisa lashes (number one female hard house dj in the world) she’d came down early for a few drinks before her set at glam nightclub later on in the night which was nice of her. we decided to leave at about 4am to go and catch lashes last hour of her set at glam for time flies. henry was nice enough to get us a bottle of champagne and a crate of beers inn for my birthday and we got stuck inn and started raving our little titties off. i got really carried away with the exitment of it all and grabbed the CO2 fire extinguisher and let it off on the dance floor screaming my head off and literally 5 mins later the door man grabbed me and out i went. not really a clever move and i really do appologise to the owners of glam and henry for setting it off. i have been nice enough to write them a letter of appoligy but i’ve had no reply so i have a funny feeling im banned. fingers crossed i aint. anyway, we all made a move to my house to carry on the party till the early hour’s. a BIG thank you to everyone who came i had a right laugh, a BIG thank you to the promised land, mocha lounge and glam and a massive big hug and a kiss to vicci for sorting it all out along with denny and sam. rock on.
going back to oxford as i sat there in my hotel room writting with people shouting outside “come out and get pissed pritchard, come on”, my hotel room was a pub and it was on the ground floor with people drinking outside in the lovely friday sunshine and they knew i was in that room. nice pub it was as is oxford. the place is really old and soaked in history with really lovely buldings, bars, bikes etc and it’s just a really nice looking place but tonight it was gonna turn for the worse as me and daint are on stage in regal (i think thats the name of it) nightclub. aid came and picked me up from my room and we headed for the club. i walk inn and this club is fucking huge like a full on huge hall. the only thing i could think of is “i hope we can fill this place or it’ll be like chucking a pea down the channel tunnel”. we went back stage and met up with daint, porno, spence and my brother trigg filling inn dj duties for hudge as hudge is in new zeland on holidays. we get stuck into our rider and start putting some vodka down my neck then as i came walking down the stairs i see daints camera is sitting on his lap the next thing i know i’ve got a face full of shaving cream in my face hahaha now i know why the camera was there. here we go, the carnage has happened then spence grabbed the tin of shaving cream smashed it on the wall and the thing blew up all over the place. the dressing room looked like danniela westbrooke had been inn there.
it was almost stage time and the 2 of us looked like snowmen but we didnt give a fuck as the place was rammed with well over a 1,000 people yeh haaaaaa stoked, it looked like we were inn for a good gig. dj triggatron wound them up and away we went. the gig was amazing, signings were done and off we went. aid dropped me at my hotel while they went home to wales. it’s 2.30am and i put my head on my pillow and go zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz next stop norwich.
i wake at 8.30am and im not feeling too bad so i chilled in my room for a bit and gathered my stuff and jumped into my car. set my sat nav for norwich and a 3 hour drive ahead of me. i arrive in norwich and vix has just finished her pole party. for any women out there wishing to do a pole dance party for a bit of fun or hen parties contact www.getelectrofied.co.uk and vicci will get you dancing. we head off to her house and get ready for our night at pams house (once a month dance night at the UEA in norwich) to rave our nuts off. vix’s has been dancing for them for over 10 years and tonight she’s dancing for rob tissera kiss da funk.
the night was a right good laugh but we left at 2am and left the after party this time as we had to be up at 7am so i could do the 4 hour drive back to cardiff for the ledgendary cardiff city vs swansea city match at ninian park.
typical, i was that pissed the night before i slept through my alarm and didnt wake till 10am, gutted. ah well, we got ready and drove all the way back to cardiff as at 7pm stuart cable’s got his book launch and im stoked to be asked to do a foreword for it and had a mention about our partying days together which when my mam read it wasnt too happy with me to say the least but it’s what happened and it was a great time, really good actually. buy his book from this link http://www.amazon.co.uk/De
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we got some booze down our necks and went to meet cable and his gang in the park plaza hotel for some drinks then we headed to tiger tiger. we only had time for a few drinks as myself vix and my brother and anni-mall (his wife) were off to prodidgy at the CIA for their gig. we arrived at the cia and got our place on the balcony and the place was heaving 7,000 people all waiting to go nuts to a band amazing. my goose bumps were begining and then the band hit the stage and the adrenaling in my veins were rushing like never before. they were loud, the light show was mental the whole thing was just amazing what a band to see live. we didnt stop dancing for the whole time then when they finished we headed off to cables book launch like charged up monkeys to finish the night at tiger tiger. i couldnt help myself and started performing in tiger dancing on chairs, waving chairs in the air a shouting hahaha grabbing cable at every oppertunity. i was having a right blast. thanks to the manageress at tiger for looking after us and giving us free drinks all night and letting me misbehave haha. we left and went to the park plaza for the after party then into cables room to finish off the night then headed home to sleep. another good weekend in hand and looking for more everytime.
i was stoked to find out that a musician on my space has written a tune about me which i was really stoked about and flattered that he took some time out to write it. it’s a good tune so if you want to listen to it go to www.myspace.com/hazeydazedotcom iiii
and it’s on his site. let me know your comments on here. i’ve added the lyrics below for you to read.
Mr fifty fifty Looking forward never back Never back down always under attack Broken bones and storys told Too many dreams for you to hold Mr fifty fifty you aint never gonna know Take a seat or make a start I heard you had a broken heart You fixed it with a melody Pened the words convincinly Mr fifty fifty you aint never gonna know Played the game and felt the pain MTV then gave you fame You grow you hair and changed your name You got so much you cant complain Mr fifty fifty you aint never gonna know woke up late your seeing stars friends hang out in fancy cars undernrth there just the same Lost with no one left to blame Mr fifty fifty you aint never gonna know never knowing what thay got roll a 6 to win the pot got no time to be afraid there the choices that you made Mr fifty fifty you aint never gonna know
thats it for now everyone. i hope you enjoyed the write up. please keep checking as i’ll be adding more pritchard vs dainton dates on here as i get them as we have a load more dates coming inn. you never know we could be in your town or city.
on a final note get well soon daint. if you didnt know already daint broke his arm really badly skating at the hereford skate park the other week and had to have a 5 hour op on it the clumbsy git. it aint stopping him from doing gig’s though so look forward to the one handed warrior in a town near you soon.
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