Diary entry: Atrox played Dorchester – it was really bad.
Month: August 1985
Evil Has Been Rid – 18th August 1985
Momma shatters glass with her ferocious voice
Dad went crazy and gave her no choice
He flew off the handle and smacked her in the face
Then she disappeared, vanished with a trace
She left the kids behind to face the fist
Dad had another drink, he was getting pissed
Through alcoholic eyes, he saw all his hate
This was his last chance before it was too late
He’s hurting his kids
Through alcoholic mists
Shows them his love
With his feet and fists
Kids are so scared to tell the truth
They know the problems of their father’s youth
Now he takes it out any way he can
Cos he can still hear the cries of his friends in Vietnam
He burns his children with no feeling of regret
The visions of death in war haven’t left him yet
So he turned to drink to try and ease the pain
But those memories have never left his brain
He’s hurting his kids
Through alcoholic mists
Shows them his love
With his feet and fists
No one can help him, can see past those eyes
He can still hear echoes of dying soldiers cries
No one can help the kids, just another child that dies
They can still hear Momma’s shattering cries
Now the kids are dead
The evil has been rid
They locked their daddy up
For the evil that he did
Belgarion – 16th August 1985
Belgarion smother my painted dreams
Open door into the patient’s screams
Smoke rising from the chimney of your destruction
Running riot through the holocaust of corruption
Belgarion haunts the putrid air
Quietly creaking on the hollow stair
Singing sweetly of the life he gives
No questions asked, Belgarion lives
18th Sept 2023 – My mum must have had copies of the David Eddings books from the Belgariad series around, though I don’t recall ever reading them. I did read her Thomas Covenant books though. I was quite proud of myself to have read through those as there were six super thick books.
Cottage Industry – Merley Bird Gardens, Wimborne, Dorset, UK – 15th August 1985
18th Dec 2022 – Merley Bird Gardens was exactly as its name. There was a courtyard outside the entrance building and I probably came at the invitation of our local youth club leader (guitarist in the band), looking for new things to do and perhaps even meeting new people. I don’t know where the rest of the audience came from. I still didn’t really understand how things around me worked but I do remember there being lots of pretty and exotic-looking girls here though I was still retarded by my ego and shyness, an ugly punk with a bad attitude constantly smoking rollups until they tasted like cabbage. Needless to say, I didn’t talk to anyone but enjoyed trying this ‘new thing’, though for the last time.
*The Week That Was – 12th August 1985
Record of the week: Hawkwind – Do Not Panic LP, Hall of the Mountain Grill LP, Sound…Shouldn’t….Improvise/Improvise….Compromise…Reprise
13th August 1985
Good day at work. Peter has to leave the army – medical discharge. Hopefully my job should be safe,
17th August 1985
Went to Verwood, Wimborne. Saw Piwi, Gareth etc
18th August 1985
Little Crabby nicked some cigars from Mills (?) again.
*Ozric Tentacles, Roy Harper, Poison Girls – Torpedo Town Free Festival, Waterlooville, Hampshire – 10th August 1985
*Suicide Pact, Atrox, Pro Patri Mori – West Indian Club, Southampton, Hampshire, UK – 8th August 1985
*The Week That Was – 5th August 1985
Record of the week: (Group at Waterlooville that played for 4 hours), Hawkwind (still)
7th August 1985
Fuckin’ ace practice at Dorchester. Really good laugh.
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8th August 1985
Had gig in Southampton. Fuckin’ excellent laugh though it took two and a half hours to find. Bought B.G.K. and Mornington Crescent 7″s and fanzines.
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10th August 1985
Worked in morning. Went to Waterlooville in afternoon/evening with Paul, Nicky and Ken. Had a fuckin’ fine time.
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11th August 1985
Came back at 9am. Crabby drove up near to Basingstoke. Quite a laugh. Went down Stocks. I got merrily drunk.
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Billy Boy – 1st August 1985
Oh Billy Boy, you’re so blue
All you ever do is cry
Why can’t you wipe away
That tear from your eye
Oh Billy Boy, you’re so sad
The promises never came true
They bled you of your love
And you never came through
Oh Billy Boy, you’re so down
They treated you as a toy
They broke you, threw you away
Rise from the misery, Billy Boy
18th Sept 2023 – Was I Billy Boy? Trying to inspire myself out of depression?
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