Trickle Down Town Tasting Notes

Bin Bags
A fruity ska-punk suggesting the bad old days of looney lefties with a touch of Uncle Bill. 4.2%

The River
Darker than the offering from The Tutu Brewery. This one is all about the Bass. 4.4%

Trickle Down Town
By Austerity’s New Clothes. Wicked gamey with underlying Cooper Clarke. 4.8%

When the Sun Goes Down
Country-flavoured, brewed with tears and despair. Best just have a half. 6.0%

Dead End Friends
Bittersweet. Heavily influenced by celebrity. 5.0%

The Gable
A diverse brew that some drinkers say reminds them of Slade, but that was several landlords ago. Best served in a plastic glass at half-time. 4.2%

Should I Be Wearing a Mask?
Light but assertive. Most drinkers miss the hint of iron. 3.6%

Air Miles Andy
Bitter, like the late Queen’s favourite paedophile. Drink it fast. 4.4%

Harry, Won’t You Fly With Me?
Romantically named but tastes of gold, guilt and greed. You won’t want another. 3.0%

Magpie-flavoured with hints of Silver Machine. Moderately heavy. 5.2%

Where Tina Goes
Fizzy pop with more than a hint of bite. 4.2%

Holding Your Breath
The sister brew to When the Sun Goes Down. Tastes like Covid medicine. 5.0%

Put Up Shut Up Britain
Tart, bold and intense, with no notes of tomato or cucumber whatsoever. 5.0%

You can pre-order Trickle Down Town here.

The Gable

“The gable still ain’t in the middle”

And it never was, coming as it did, second-hand from Mitcham Stadium, the brainchild of entrepreneur Sydney Parkes who built it in 1935, hosting among other things, rugby league, baseball and greyhound racing and, although the latter is disputed, the gable was built to be in line with the finish line.

Mitcham Stadium closed in 1955 and the stand was bought by Leyton Orient who gave it a new lease of life at Brisbane Road in 1958.

There’s much more of this story here and here, but in the meantime, our brand new video premieres next week, and you can find that here:

All* the Christmas Songs in the Same Place

Santa Is English

Christmas Bubble Trouble

Christmas With The Vulnerables

The Day They Cancelled Christmas

And the one cover version that we do every year:

*Lost in the mists of time is Steve singing Mary Had a Tory Baby. It went out live on a Punk 4 The Homeless live stream never to be seen again. If anyone has a copy, please let us know.

Gig News

A couple of Christmas shows for your diaries:

On Friday 16 December, we’ll be playing at a fundraiser for local food banks and supporting local homeless people at The Hoe Street Club in Walthamstow. It’ll be a rare outing for Steve, Lol and Simon playing as an acoustic (but plugged in) three-piece.

And on Saturday 17 December, Steve makes the trip to Nottingham, acoustic guitar in hand, for a Punk 4 The Homeless all-dayer at the Sumac Centre and (shh) a celebration of Eagle’s birthday.

Will there be poetry? Will there be Christmas songs? Can Steve remember the words to Mary Had a Tory Baby? There’s only one way to find out….

Untitled (20 October 2022)

If you think Theresa was the sensible one
Just remember the hostile environment, son
And if you think Boris ain’t as bad as this
Then you’ve forgotten the bottomless
Pit of his corruption
The meetings with spies and the lies upon lies
And the party, what party, oh that party, somebody should’ve said it was a party
To be sure, he broke the law
Meanwhile Liz turned up
Fucked up, fucked off
An impressive comic economic Molotov

Now the field’s wide open for more of the same
Hunt rhymes too easily
Shapps ain’t a hundred percent sure of his name
And when Penny was at fire
She’s on record as a liar
So, there’s nothing to recommend here
Except Project Have No Fear
It’s time to smash it up and start again

The Day We Kicked the Fascists Out of Walthamstow

This September, we’ll celebrate ten years since we drove the fascists out of Walthamstow.

I remember walking up a packed Hoe Street, past closed and shuttered shopfronts, with the notable exception of the Rose & Crown of course, thinking “This is big”, but it wasn’t until we got to Bell Corner that I realised quite how big. Over four thousand local people, anti-fascists and trade unionists had turned up to oppose the racist EDL who had been escorted to Blackhorse Road with the intention of marching through our community to a rally outside the Magistrates Court and whose numbers barely troubled two hundred.

Met with opposition from local people from the moment they set foot outside the tube station, their route blocked by thousands of us at a key junction, forced into the back streets and literally wetting themselves in a police kettle in Farnan Avenue, and their leaders surrounded by anti-fascists in Forest Road, it’s fair to say that that Tommy Robinson and co. did not have a good day.

Like Roger says, most people aren’t racist.

To mark the anniversary, there’s a whole series of events which can be found here, including us playing a show at the Trades Hall, with tickets available here.

In honour of the occasion, we’re also re-releasing the Double B-Side, The Day We Kicked The Fascists Out Of Walthamstow (Graham Larkbey & The Escapees) c/w No Pasaran In E17 (Steve White & The Protest Family). It’s a free download and you can find it here.