Walking through town today and a passing car was playing loud music, but rather than the usual repetitive dance shite or the crap that passes for R'n'B nowadays, "The Four Horsemen". Nice!

I then heard "Back Street Woman" by Jaguar coning out of a car stereo, but as that was mine it doesn't really count.

Come to Burton upon Trent, the Thrash capital of, errr, Staffordshire!

Yeah I heard some business man in his BM playing some Black Album era Metallica, it was cool.

I remember when I got on a bus couple of years back I could hear someone blaring out No Remorse on the music player. 'Nice one,' I thought and then I realised that my tape player had turned itself on.

If I could drive, I'd drive around the streets of Glasgow with Whitesnake, Ratt and Winger blaring out of my stereo. Hair Metal is pretty much the epitome of driving music.

Metal Iain wrote:If I could drive, I'd drive around the streets of Glasgow with Whitesnake, Ratt and Winger blaring out of my stereo. Hair Metal is pretty much the epitome of driving music.

Agreed!

Metal Iain wrote:If I could drive, I'd drive around the streets of Glasgow with Whitesnake, Ratt and Winger blaring out of my stereo. Hair Metal is pretty much the epitome of driving music.

aye defo! I was driving home today and whitesnake came on the radio! My speed increased by about 20 mph and I was singing my head off. Fantastic stuff, gotta get some ratt and wasp in the car now

I want to learn to drive for that very reason Keith old chap! Imagine it, a mobile Bronze! You passed out in the back whilst I drunkenly drive up and down Great Western Road shouting Winger lyrics at the pigs.

Metal Iain wrote:I want to learn to drive for that very reason Keith old chap! Imagine it, a mobile Bronze! You passed out in the back whilst I drunkenly drive up and down Great Western Road shouting Winger lyrics at the pigs.

Such a romantic view of Scotland. Much better than hills and thistles.

terrorizer wrote:

Metal Iain wrote:I want to learn to drive for that very reason Keith old chap! Imagine it, a mobile Bronze! You passed out in the back whilst I drunkenly drive up and down Great Western Road shouting Winger lyrics at the pigs.

Such a romantic view of Scotland. Much better than hills and thistles.

Walk down Sauchiehall Street on a Saturday night and you'll soon realise that Glasgow isn't a million miles away from being as bad as Manchester or (*shudders*) Liverpool.

It's just like Yorkshire really, it's nice enough until you get into the built up areas and then you just want to go home.

Metal Iain wrote:

terrorizer wrote:

Metal Iain wrote:I want to learn to drive for that very reason Keith old chap! Imagine it, a mobile Bronze! You passed out in the back whilst I drunkenly drive up and down Great Western Road shouting Winger lyrics at the pigs.

Such a romantic view of Scotland. Much better than hills and thistles.

Walk down Sauchiehall Street on a Saturday night and you'll soon realise that Glasgow isn't a million miles away from being as bad as Manchester or (*shudders*) Liverpool.

It's just like Yorkshire really, it's nice enough until you get into the built up areas and then you just want to go home.

You leave my county out of this.

Scotch Mist episode of Garth Marenghi's darkplace. Enough said.

The only time I hear metal blasting out of a car in my town is when my mate's driving. He usually treats the natives to a healthy dose of Pantera, Chidren of Bodom, Dragonforce or Maiden.
Other than that, the only thing I've heard recently is someone playing Highway to Hell. Which was nice.

thrashduck wrote:

Metal Iain wrote:

terrorizer wrote:

Metal Iain wrote:I want to learn to drive for that very reason Keith old chap! Imagine it, a mobile Bronze! You passed out in the back whilst I drunkenly drive up and down Great Western Road shouting Winger lyrics at the pigs.

Such a romantic view of Scotland. Much better than hills and thistles.

Walk down Sauchiehall Street on a Saturday night and you'll soon realise that Glasgow isn't a million miles away from being as bad as Manchester or (*shudders*) Liverpool.

It's just like Yorkshire really, it's nice enough until you get into the built up areas and then you just want to go home.

You leave my county out of this.

Scotch Mist episode of Garth Marenghi's darkplace. Enough said.

Seen it...

Now fuck off and stab some Turks!

P.S. The word 'Scotch' really annoys me. 'Scotch' is how people have heard Scottish people saying Scottish. Because Scots don't pronounce the letter T very often, a new adjective had been created. Even when Scots say Scotch they don't say it the way Americans or English people do. Grrr! What a pointless word.

Scottish - Sco'ish - Scotch

I can have a drink of Scottish please?

terrorizer wrote:I can have a drink of Scottish please?

You'd just need to say Whiskey and you'll get something shite, like Grouse or Bells. Otherwise ask for JD or JB and you'll get slightly sweeter shite.

If you want good Whiskey at a bar, then you're best giving the name or year. I haven't seen many pubs doing Chivas Regal and that's a mass-produced blend. It's way nicer than Bell's, White and McKay and Grouse though...

The Black Bottle is supposed to be a good blend. I brought some a few years ago, but someone drank the lot at a party I threw. I didn't even get a dram!