The Damned - The NOTE Era Line-Up

Kris Dollimore

Dolli was in The Godfathers and was the only good thing in the band. He left. They split up, eventually. He's also my former landlady's cousin, and had a band with Vom from Doctor and the Medics and a bloke called Nick from some band I've forgotten. I nearly joined this band after Nick "left", but Vom was scared of me. Dolli put me in the frame for The Damned as payback for this. Ratty didn't think I'd be interested, but I made that mistake with The Wonderstuff a couple of years earlier and didn't want to miss the boat again. Dolli was a guitar for hire whilst we worked together. We tried a band of our own with Nick Sims from Cornershop but it never got off the ground. Dolli accepted money from the wife of a Japanese guitar god called Hotei. She had bags of money to give him for an album and a tour. He also did Adam Ant's  comeback tour, contributing greatly towards Adam's next nervous breakdown. The tour floundered, and Dolli took payment in kind by wandering off with all the equipment. He then joined Del Amitri and a band with Rat called The Germans.

Dave Grunfeld

I know very little of Grunfy, he lived in the Harrow area and never gave up his day job as a Patents Officer at GlaxoSmithKline, just took time off to tour. He had a second hand Porsche and his favourite keyboard player was John Lord from Deep Purple. I thought he made shirts in the 70s. Anyway, Dave was a talented player and a good bloke and I enjoyed working with him.

Alan Lee Shaw

Alan was a bit screwed up about things, and very old. Alan was far too "Rock" for me. He was a nice bloke as well, but had some funny traits. I was loads younger than him at the time, and still am I suppose. He didn't always take too well to that.

Alan had been in a lot of bands no-one has heard of, usually with a person in each band who used to be famous. Look in the links section if you're interested, I know I'm not.

Alan made me coffee and always had a nice selection of biscuits and chocolate at his flat when I went round to teach him songs. He was nice enough and I bear him no ill, but he was wrong for the band, and his songs were rubbish.