18/04/2025
Joe Prang and I met up for the first time just before Christmas 24. Our chosen venue was a bar in Farringdon, London. Joe travelled down from Northampton which is a serious effort, and dare I say bold move, especially for a few festive beers with a relative stranger.
Anyway.... we chatted about music, obviously, life, music, and more music. We decided to collaborate on some tracks and see where it took us. The beer flowed, the chat continued and lat orders rang out and thus home time.
Part 2 of 2.
We've all been, or at least many of us have, on the night bus back from wherever we've been. Way back in 1999/2000 (ish), my regular night bus home was the 25 from Romford to Forest Gate, or Oxford Circus to Forest Gate.
A bus filled with post-night revellers, the drunk, the tripping, the gurners, some folk returning from or going to work, I've been all of these at some point, in various combinations, but not for long time, honestly. Some people on there way to the next 'thing', and some folk just wanting to get home.
Here's to the NiIteBus, remembered through some rose tinted spectacles.
Joe Prang and I met up for the first time just before Christmas 24. Our chosen venue was a bar in Farringdon, London. Joe travelled down from Northampton which is a serious effort, and dare I say bold