Norbert - Vocals, Guitar, Bass, Drums, Piano & Trumpet
Daz - Vocals
It seems as though in the modern world no one seems to meet their future partner in a pub any more. The erection section at the local nightclub seems to have died a death, after all you can't really get smoochy to Jungle Grime Drum & Bass can you.
In the modern world the process of finding your perfect mate has gone all Hi Tec and love nowadays is found in the murky cyberspace of t'internet.
Even Fingolstone Daz has dipped his toes in the filthy waters of the online dating pool although being a tight arse and refusing to pay for the service means that he is stuck with the free stuff and all the munters it inevitably attracts and so has got pretty much nowhere.
One member of the Fingolstones inner circle found out the hard way just how dangerous this online malarkey really could be when he met a bird and went to see her for some fun and frolics. Sadly this ended in disaster when he very nearly had his lights well and truly punched out.
To protect his identity it is not the place of this website to name this poor unfortunate and the lyrics of the song tell the story as well as any 19th century murder ballad could.
The subject of this song whose identity is protected
(Nah it's Bradder).
Daz's internet dating profile picture. Proof
positive as to why he never has any luck.