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"WE ARE HERE - with a sniff, a cough and a scream in each others faces, The Stride are no ordinary band. We consist of 5, and 5 is our number. We play blood-boiling, teeth-shattering, hair-singeing, fag-lighting punk rock! Although we are known to experiment in ska, indie, alternative, and anything that fucking sounds good!
We are from the shit-hole known as Sunderland, and we sing about what we know - drink, drugs, and fucking rock n roll
The Stride began, as all magical miracles - at Christmas, and did not include Jamie (guitar). It came to a beginning with a school concert and The Blitzkrieg Bop. Micki had never sang in front of an audience before, Brent didn't play drums, Adam hadn't played bass for long, and Luke had just grown into his guitar. Sheer Class. Then it gathered momentum at the local buskers venue Greens, where word spread... After that, we attempted our first hand at recording, at the Bunker, got slated by their mag (we have never forgotten it, and never will!). After a time, we decided to write our own material, albeit that required two guitars. Jamie was grafted in! That is how the fab-four, bacame the fucking-five. Things have never been better..."
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