The Lonely Boys
The Next Generation
And so the story continues, albeit after an inordinately long time;
The dawning of the new millenium sees our heroes going about their daily toil,
ekeing out an existence and making ends meet, but, something is missing;
An echo of days long past still haunts Bobby Valentine. He still hears the call of
Joey Dee and Chubby Checker, inciting and inviting;
"Come on Let's Twist Again"
And, Lady's & Gentleman, that's exactly what he's gonna do.
He's putting the Band back together for one big reunion show (or more if it works
out OK & watch out the Corporate circuit! )
Anyway, I digress...
The Lonely Boys are back, a little bit bigger and not much better than the days when
they ruled the dance floors from Richmond to Sth. Melbourne, from Broken Hill to Adelaide
and Wangaratta once...
... Now Read On;
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| Ronnie
Romance,
unable to cope with several unpleasant & unceremonious dumpings, decided life as a rock star on the big island, no longer held the appeal that it did in the Lonely Boys halcyon days. He headed back to the land of the long white cloud to immerse himself in the pleasures of life as a rock star on the menlend...
...unable to cope with several unpleasant & unceremonious dumpings, decided life as a rock star on the little island, never held any appeal at all & headed back to the land of the long white dole queue to immerse himself in the pleasures of life as a rock star on the Big island...
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But, What about Frank?
Frank C. Slade Jr. finally succumbed to a case of terminal indifference and parted ways with the Lonely Boys, to pursue more cerebral pastimes involving small radio-controlled cars & long journeys chasing the elusive butterfly of Speedway racing. However, before he left, he had been working on a top secret project, the ultimate solution to his life's work of finding a way to not show up to gigs, but, still get paid for it. He had tried everything, from franchising to lifesize,cardboard cutouts. Little did he know that the vision of the future he had only dared to dream, would be made possible by advances (which ironically threatened the very existence of Live music) in technology. In a forgotten test tube in a quiet corner of the Anchor & Hope Tavern, in a solution of Baileys, butterscotch schnapps and human waste, lay dormant the building blocks of creation. A freak "accidental" fire lay waste to the once opulent "Anchor" and set off a chain reaction. The test tube began to glow, lightning raked what was left of the walls and an irridescent slime started to ooze from the top of the tube ...
... Yes folks, Frank had succeeded in CLONING HIMSELF!!!!!!
Presenting the newest Lonely Boy;
Trevor the Likeable
Trev had always wanted to be a Lonely Boy, standing, in a previous life (before his soul was plunged into that turgid test tube - immediately after his accident) with his ear straining to hear his heroes through the toilet windows at the rear of the Corner Hotel. He knew all the songs, he practised on his old Beatle Bass until his fingers bled, knowing, one day, Frank would somehow make way for him to take up his rightful place as the Lonely Boys Bass Player! Admittedly the whole test tube and lightning thing had taken him a bit by surprise, not to mention the 300 pound punter who crushed the life out of him whilst making an escape through the aforementioned toilet window, but, what they hey, this was his chance, this is what he was put on the planet to do and, by God he was going to do it.
Yes People the Lonely Boys are back and they're Twistin' & Shakin' & Itchin'
to get back to havin' some fun.
