Roadhog
Live for the final time @
The Fleece
Ashton in Makerfield
18th March 2017
Roadhog – Northwest
Links:
https://www.facebook.com/Roadhog-Classic-Rock-Band
Genre: Class Rock Covers Band
Biography:
“Formed from the ashes of Trailertrash, with the sole aim of playing bone crunching classic rock covers in bars and at bike rallies, Kevin and Graham recruited Neil thru the muso network to keep it rockin' and real!!...and also with the rock steady Pete on drums!”
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Everything has to come to an end sooner or later, and this time it was The Fleece to come to a sticky end because of one idiot who likes spoiling things for others - Michael Moulding who is a complete asshole and it is all because of him that a great venue is finally closing its large green doors for good, but very fitting that Roadhog would be the last band to play, shutting the door on some brilliant memories forever.
It hardly seems real thinking of the Fleece turning into flats and once it has there will definitely no live music. So all I can hope is that someone in those flats likes rock music and likes to blast it from the morning, noon and night to torture Michael Moulding into moving! Although it will be too late by then, and it is a real shame.
Roadhog like Black Zeppelin who played the night before, just went all out to provide a superb night surrounded by friends and family and also showing the middle finger by ignoring the curfew, playing until well after 12.30 am and by doing so ended up playing 31 songs other than the usual 27.
The first set is always a warm up set that builds into something really heavy and the banter that accompanies it always sets everyone laughing. For all us middle aged folk who saw the best rock years unfold, it was time to celebrate and come face to face with our past once again, as Oggy belted out the words, but sometimes those words needs to be listened to more closely as you may miss the now a bit less of a man mountain and more of a slim Jim's take on the song, but if you know what to listen out for it is good to watch others reactions as they suddenly realise Oggy is singing his own version of the song – highly amusing!




Kev clearly knows his way around a fretboard starting off as a young metalhead who spent hours hunched over a guitar and concentrating like in some sort of blind coma and working on what his fingers were doing and even did his now famous run into the audience and return to carry on his vocal accompaniment – everything is precision timed with Kev and that’s what you get.
Neil has been a Roadhog member for quite a number of years and at that time played the part of Gene Simmons in his now-defunct other band who was a tribute act called Krazy Knights. To look at Neil now and in costume you would never believe it was the same person, but he plays along with Oggy during banter time so well and takes the stick Oggy throws for him every time on stage, but behind the eyes is that knowing look and he is just waiting for that moment to sling one back at Oggy, although it is very rare that Oggy won’t have an immediate comeback that tips everyone over the edge and leaves them paralysed with laughter, but that is just the way it is!
Pete is the quiet one of the band and yet ironically he is the one making all the noise! True what they say about the quiet ones! Pete is a superb drummer make no mistake about it. Timing and precision perfect never misses a beat and in his own little world of drum supremacy.
Between the four of them, it amazes me how they manage to play/sing with things the audience get up to as well, as a totally random guy comes up to the stage and starts invading Oggy’s space and yet Oggy’s comebacks are just so cutting they will leave marks where you have split your side laughing. One incident with this random guy as Oggy said, “We are going to do a track by the Who!” and the audience started saying “the Who?” and Oggy replied “funny how people turn into Owls when they say that word!” and this random guy shouted out “My Generation!” to which Oggy quickly replied, “Your powers of psychic ability are really shit!” the crowd creased up laughing and this random jerk carried on jerking around and acting like a complete dork – finally he gave up the ghost and left – nobody can withstand Oggy’s fatal words for sure, especially when he remarked to the guy “Are you on medication? If not, you should be!” Tears of laughter were rolling down everyone’s face and I think that’s what made the idiot leave. Even Neil made a comment that had us howling with laughter as he very casually said, when noticing the lowered trousers of the random guy and said, “At least I know where to park my bike!” There was a gasp and then everyone burst out laughing, but this is what it is all about – enjoying what you do and see and Roadhog have these two things well and truly taken care of.

Random mental Scally gets beaten down with words!
As the first set finished for the band to take a quick break, it gave everyone a chance to catch up on what went on the night before, the impending closure of the well-loved Fleece Hotel and general chit chat.
The second set began with ‘We will rock you’ and Sharon (Oggy’s sister) wasn’t going to let this one go and got up to strut her stuff and made a new friend in the audience called Neil who sort of was helping her to dance – Sharon is like Oggy nothing phases her, she will get up and do what she needs to do and do it with her head held high. Nobody has more fun than Sharon when she gets up to rock!
With the “tosses not given about the curfew” everyone was letting their hair down, joining in with the banter and just having a wonderful time. Great to see so many faces of the people who came down to support Roadhog at their last gig at the Fleece.
We may be middle-aged but we know how to rock – if rock and metal are in your blood it will stay there and probably go on in the afterlife – I know for me it will. I was glad I was born when I was to experience some of the greatest bands on this planet as they will never be overshadowed in any way shape or form and we saw these bands in their prime.
Due to the extended hours, the band played four extra tracks and Neil (from the audience) actually got handed one of Neil’s bass guitars and came up on the stage to play with the band.
And please welcome another Neil into the band folks!
As the time was edging further past midnight Sharon got on stage and gave one amazing speech, totally impromptu. She, in her usual way of a feisty Bull in a China store, told it like it was and said, “A lot of lies have been told and believed by people in the area which had now taken their toll and the venue was closing as a result!” It was quite a long speech and Oggy looked agitated behind her waiting for his microphone back, but I am like many others in the pub also echo Sharon’s words.
“All we wanted was a place where we could have fun and now it will be no more!”
Wonderful speech from Sharon who told it like it is!
Soon there won’t be anywhere for bands to play – all because of the miserable selfish idiots who don’t give a toss, they would rather spend time permanently on a karaoke machine warbling utter crap and think they are superstars – and that’s OK if you like that kind of thing, but not in every pub that is open which is getting few and far between now…
Music will never die out but I think it will become more underground and melt into the internet, so nobody will need to go out and support bands anymore, or socialise everything will be done remotely like watching YouTube, so the ‘live’ feel will all but diminish because people either can’t be assed going to a gig or there are complaints about the music after hours – Surely one or maybe two night’s in the week isn’t much to ask? And for the people complaining I just have one word for you – MOVE!
Set 1
RIVERBOAT SONG
GIMME THREE STEPS
DON’T BELIEVE A WORD
GIMME SHELTER
SHOOT SHOOT
I CAN’T EXPLAIN
THE ZOO
HOT BLOODED
SMOKING IN THE BOYS ROOM
UNSKINNY BOP
HUSH
Set 2
WE WILL ROCK YOU
THE GREEN MANALISHI
EMERALD
CAT SCRATCH FEVER
MISTREATED
WAR PIGS
FOREVER
COLD SWEAT
LIGHTS OUT
HELL AINT A BAD PLACE
HIGHWAY TO HELL
Encores
WHISKEY IN THE JAR
PARANOID
WORD UP
LONG WAY TO THE TOP
ACE OF SPADES
FOX ON THE RUN
WIG WAM BAM
BORN TO BE WILD
ALRIGHT NOW
Line-up
Graham Lee (Oggy) – Vocals
Kevin McGinn – Guitar
Neil Humphrey – Bass
Pete Almond - Drums
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Special Mentions to The Fleece Staff Josh in particular for allowing me to drink my own vitamin juice on the premises, Tina Taylor who has been through some rough patches and come through smiling, Sharon Caulfield, Claire Harrison and John Harrison, Mike and Diane Lloyd, Jeff Hayes, Andrew Griffith and Ruth, Ian Morris and his mate Neil Ashcroft, Gary McCaffery, Paul Melling, Alex Smith and his dad Steve Smith – Nice seeing you both again. And of course to Roadhog Oggy, Kev, Neil and Pete for a fantastic and memorable evening – great gig!
Jeff Hayes
Oggy, Steve and Alex
Me and Josh larking about in the foyer! (I was accompanied by an adult by the way)
Mike and Diane Lloyd and Jeff
Neil Ashcroft and Ian Morris
Sharon Caulfield and Claire Harrison
Tina Taylor - Dark Secrets lol