Hot Blood Can Get Chilly

Dave Hill's recent sacking of Don Powell, his friend and Slade bandmate of 57 years, allegedly via the cold medium of email, leaves an unpleasant taste in the mouth of this old glam-rocker. Hill and Powell along with various hired hands kept the spirit and music of Slade alive after the respective departures of Noddy Holder and Jim Lea brought a creative end to the band in 1992. While in reality they've been little more than a glorified tribute act ever since, one might have hoped that as they each approach their 74th birthdays, they would've been able to see out their long careers together. We're obviously not privy to all the ins and outs of the situation, but life is surely too short for this kind of malarkey, as Powell's subsequent minor stroke attests.

Coincidentally, at around the same time as Dave Hill's announcement, 6Music DJ Mark Radcliffe shared this superb photo of himself with Roy Wood and Noddy Holder, with the caption '...a lovely lingering lunch at the Lazy Trout with the grand viziers of glam...'

Stylistically atypical despite being released in 1973 at the very peak of Slade's glam success, 'Kill 'em at the Hot Club Tonite' appeared as the b-side of the massive hit 'Skweeze Me, Pleeze Me' and is a nod (if you'll pardon the pun) to Holder's love of Django Reinhardt.

Slade - Kill 'em at the Hot Club Tonite

Noddy Holder at 66

If you were at school during the early 1970s, chances are that you too were caught up in my generation's pop stand-off. Forget The Beatles versus The Stones...forget Oasis versus Blur, between 1971 and 1973 you were only allowed to express a preference for one band or the other and never the twain should meet - T.Rex or Slade, which side were you on?

I was firmly on the side of the guy who wasn't no square with his corkscrew hair. My first proper album was 'The Slider', first live show T.Rex at the Edmonton Sundown in 1972 and for about 18 months I listened to no-one else.

Gradually though, I realised that there was life beyond Marc Bolan's Les Paul and began checking out other things as well - including Slade, but of course I had to keep that piece of information from the kids at school!

Over the subsequent years, I doubt I've listened to Slade quite as much as T.Rex, old allegiances die hard, but a few of their records did become firm favourites. Here's two of them. Happy birthday Noddy!