A very local feel – Hitchcock had planned to have a live birth on stage but the drummer’s wife chickened out last minute & opted for her local hospital instead. Thankfully Carpet were on hand to fill the spot with 24 hours notice.
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Fudged, Goad, Babakin @ Breeding Ground, Rhyl
(review by neil crud)
Dewi Gwyn & myself were escorted into Rhyl by his brother Aled who was in a rush to get to a wedding/funeral reception. He was in such a hurry that we left the House of Crud at 8.15pm & got to Rhyl at 7.45pm!
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Clan Morrigan, Sons of Selina, Babakin @ Cil-y-Bryn, Llanefydd
(review by Wayne The Bastard)
The Cil-y-bryn Festival is on a farm between Llanefydd & Betws-yn-Rhos in the heart of rural North Wales. It’s held once a year & is attended by friends of friends of friends; usually people connected with the smoking of illegal substances. As the cows, sheep & Vietnamese pot-bellied pigs peacefully grazed the fields of this picturesque valley a little bit of history was being made.
At 10:15pm the Sons Of Selina performed live for the 1st time. It was also the 1st time that Neil, Cumi & Robin had played live together in nearly 4 years since the break up of 4Q.
Neil said; ‘We played a guitared set as Steve Sync was at the Phoenix Festival, & although there were cock ups galore & I was extremely pissed from the copious amounts of homebrew beer freely available, we got a good response from those present.’
The homebrew must’ve been good as Neil hung upside down from a rafter in the barn (stage) while singing On A Promise.
SOS line up for this gig was Neil- vocals. Robin- guitar. Martin- guitar. Bonehead- guitar. Ken Mayanardis- bass. Cumi- drums. Set List; Climb, Terminus, Kalgan, Of The First Water, For Want of a Better Name, Anxiety, On A Promise
The 1st band on were Babakin from Colwyn Bay who played a punky-indie set, the guitarist/singer was very talented, shame about the drummer & bassist. The Sons were followed by Clan Morrigan who have tried in vain to fill the void left when You Slosh split up, I left with the Sons for a tipple at The Bistro rather than get stoned with the hippies.
Babakin visit dead relatives

Early begging letter from Babakin to The Bistro in Rhyl
