This suits the Sheffield crowd - out to strike a pose at the Poly or for a bit of a bop on a Sunday night - most of whom think that merengue is something you put on lemon pie.…

After band practice we adjourn for a few pints in The Beehive. Charlie is on flying form: "We're gonna be called The Box", he declares, his moustache flecked with creamy Guinness…

“I’m going to join the army.” The drummer’s off to be a man in uniform, and with this bombshell, the band I hang around with overnight becomes the band I’m in. Spring…