Rick Brindle

  Joan Jett live is the absolute dog’s bollocks Which is British for really good! I’ve only ever seen Joan Jett play live once…so far. That was at Wembley Arena, November 17, 2007, where, alongside Motorhead, they supported Alice Cooper. Pure entertainment line ups don’t get much better than that. No way can I remember the setlist, but I Love Rock ’n’ Roll, and I Hate Myself for Loving You were definitely played. It was rock with attitude, really entertaining, really good. I remember the drummer having a tiny, tiny drum kit, but he definitely made it work. In fact the whole band made it work. Joan Jett and the Blackhearts don’t get over to the UK very often, but I’d definitely want to see them play again. Not sure I could say the same about Cold Steel. Cold Steel on the Rocks We Are Cold Steel Cold Steel and the Underground Boneyard It's Not For Everyone Sister Alex

  Well, the good news is that people  would  survive. It’s important to remember that for most of the time that humans have existed, they managed pretty well without electricity, internet and all the rest of that stuff. Empires rose and fell long before electricity was discovered. After the apocalypse, any apocalypse, people would find shelter pretty quickly. Instincts would also take over, maybe not in a linear way, and sure, mistakes would be made. Finding food and water would be discovered, and learning to make fire would be up at the top of the list. Of course, rather then learning everything from scratch, a lot of legacy bits and bobs will still be hanging around. And unless there’s a global amnesia type apocalypse going on, like the one that I imagined up, people will remember things, and that will be a big help. In short, people would survive, how they do that is as varied as the human condition itself. Sister Alex It's Not For Everyone Cold Steel on the Rocks We A...

They were ultimately disbanded. I mean, let’s face it, an all-white (European, as the Rhodies called it) unit was never going to last long once Mugabe took over, no matter how good a unit they were. And believe me, the Rhodesian Light Infantry were awesome. They were formed in 1961 and were at the forefront of the Fireforce operations in the Bush War of the 1970’s. They were roughly the same size as a British infantry battalion, and they were all para trained. The tempo of operations was such that sometimes they’d do more than one operational jump a day, into contact. They had combat experience like no other unit out there. In short, they were ultimate badass, the dog’s bollocks. They were disbanded on 17th October 1980. Politically, you can see why they did it, but militarily, getting rid of those ouens was like chucking away the crown jewels. I don’t think you’ll ever see their like again in any country’s military. It's Not For Everyone Sister Alex Cold Steel on the Rocks We Are ...

Ronnie James Dio, my favourite singer, bar none. He left Rainbow after three phenomenal studio albums Ritchie Blackmore’s Rainbow Rising Long Live Rock ’n’ Roll And one timelessly excellent live album Ronnie left Rainbow in 1978, and according to all accounts, it came down to the old chestnut of musical differences. Ritchie Blackmore wanted Rainbow to be big in America, as big, maybe even bigger than Deep Purple were. He wanted to take Rainbow into a more commercial way and make more radio friendly songs. Meanwhile, Ronnie had already done the commercial thing with Elf, and he wanted the art. So they went their separate ways, and if you want a brutal account of it, read the 1979 Sounds interview that Ritchie gave Rainbow (rock band) - Wikipedia British rock band Rainbow (also known as Ritchie Blackmore's Rainbow or Blackmore's Rainbow ) was a British rock band formed in Hertford in 1975 by guitarist Ritchie Blackmore . Established in the aftermath of Blackmore's first depar...

It's Not For Everyone , my personal memoir of my experiences in the RAF Regiment, is free to download from Amazon for a limited time. Get your free copy now. What do you do when your dream job turns into a nightmare? Rick Brindle was a third generation military child. His father and grandfather served their whole lives in the Army, and all he wanted to do was be a soldier. In 1989 he joined the RAF Regiment. But life in the Regiment was a world away from what he thought it would be, and it quickly became toxic. Facing a culture of bullying, beatings, verbal abuse and sexual harassment, the community he wanted to be a part of became more like a prison. Most people around him went along with the abuse. Some agreed with it, some joined in, while the chain of command routinely looked the other way. Set over thirty years ago, this is a story of surviving abuse that still resonates today. It’s Not For Everyone is essential reading for anyone considering a military career. Sometimes funny...

  In the post apocalyptic world I created in Berkshire, England, it goes something like this. Healer, because there’s no NHS anymore (you’ll miss it when it’s gone) 2. Farmer, because you need food, and hunter gatherers, well, they’ll never bring enough bacon in to feed everyone. 3. Builder, to keep any surviving structures in good enough nick to keep you warm and dry. 4. Leader. Well, not everyone can be in charge, but a small group of survivors need to kick in together, and that won’t happen without someone credible in charge. Meet Silver, the leader in my created world. Or at least, someone just like her. 5. Fighters, soldiers, defenders. Whatever you want to call them, you might be a peace loving society, but not everyone will be, and they just might want a bit of what you’ve got. 6. Explorers, because in a world where nothing’s made anymore, it’s essential that you find and secure any stockpiles of…whatever. 7. Researchers. Stuff needs to be learned, maybe re-learned. So peopl...

Cold Steel and the Underground Boneyard , the third novel in the Cold Steel trilogy is free to download from Amazon for a limited time. Get your free copy now! Cold Steel are back! Their new album has just been released. Their previously cancelled Spanish tour dates have been rearranged, with the female trio and Spain’s biggest metal band, Damas Infernales, supporting. Cold Steel’s biggest asset though, is Johnny Faslane, their brutally talented manager. But even Johnny can’t fully eliminate Cold Steel’s innate ability to spectacularly destroy their prospects, and even before their second concert ends, the tour is scrapped after an ill-advised trip back to the eighties, and the band are put into creative deep freeze by their record company. Only an unprecedented event and a lot of money can possibly turn their fortunes around. Like a five hundred year old treasure hoard that a long dead pirate once offered in return for his life, treasure that has never been found. Cold Steel find a vi...