The Bad Dads

Grateful Dads

The Baby Boomers have reached middle age, and many of them have the time, money and remaining energy to form 'weekend warrior'-style rock bands and pay homage to (and sometimes, it must be said, murder) the music they grew up with and love. 

Sometimes they even play songs recorded after 1979.  Even more rarely, they create their own music. But mostly they bunk off from their families on a semi-regular basis to rehearse, drink beer, argue a lot and (above all) have a good laugh. 

Every now and then they assault the ears of their friends, relations and neighbours at parties, charity events, pub gigs and even the odd (very odd) panto. Generally speaking, everyone finds them cripplingly embarrassing -- it's a bit like your inebriated uncle dancing badly at a wedding, only much worse. But they don't care!

That, in a nutshell, is what The Bad Dads are all about.

Bad, Dad and dangerous to know

 These pages will tell you a bit more about the band, what we play,  where we have played and are playing next. Follow our progress as we gig outside Eversholt, the MK17 postcode, Bedfordshire...infinity and beyond! And if we eventually succumb to 'musical differences', the pressures of obscurity, substance abuse, Alzheimer's or whatever, we'll let you know too (perhaps not if Alzheimer's gets us). 

Who's the Daddy?

There's at least one other Bad Dads band (of whom we only became aware after we'd got going). They are the 'London' Bad Dads.  Maybe one day we'll get together and see just who is the Baddest of the Dads.

The 'London' Bad Dads' singer, who recently departed, is a spooky lookey-likey for our very own Mark Shapley...