Boring Bob Grover of The Piranhas.
Late 80s, load of us down for the weekend in Brighton for the match. White Horse pub, band comes in and starts setting up. Thought I recognised the singer, he said a lot of people say I look like him. They did a few covers and between songs the bassist kept doing the, der-der, der-der of Tom Hark, just four notes each time as a teaser before they did another track. 'You are him aren't you?' , 'Am I fuck'
Halfway through the set they turned the amps up, drummer went one-two-three-four and they launched into Tom Hark full pelt. Pub full of Leeds and locals went apeshit, funny as fuck, course it was him. Bought him a pint and had a chat after. Great night.
