Photo of the band members

Marcus Lillington

Guitar and Vocals

a sparkly eyed teddy bear of a man who manages to play guitar like ten teddy bears (all tied up ugly in the middle). Famous, infamous and unlikely, Phill Harrison loves his feet but we all love the rest of him.

Hugh Lawrenson

drums

very little is known about drummers in general, and Hugh in particular. He just turned up one day, sat at the back and started making lots of noise. The rest of the band talked about this (as we sometimes do) and decided that 5 was as good a number as 4 and, if he was good (and he always is), he could stay. Doesn't drink or smoke, otherwise ok.

Phill Harrison

Bass

flocked hair and a foot fetish, known in the band as 'Strappy'. Hobbies include: shoes, climbing ladders and falling off them, shoes, vaseline, shoes and shoes.

Phil Hart

Vocals and Harmonica

bald, big-arsed and bashful. A delicate singing voice and impeccable manners, brings a quality to the band otherwise strangely lacking in the rest of the herberts. Can't spell, but gets to write most of the words (including these)... absolutely top drawer!

Garreth Hicklin

Keyboards, Guitar and Vocals

not just an ivory tickler of the first order but a singer, sax player, drummer, guitarist and all round smartipants. Nice smile and trousers, sometimes falls over, otherwise quite stable.

News

The Toads BIG Christmas Gig

With the sad demise of The Lamb in Hartley Wintney as a music venue, we were a bit stumped about where we could stage our usual Christmas extravaganza.

So, in walks Richard “Wozzer” Worrall, serial entrepreneur, fast bowler, lady’s handicapper and X-Factor fan, with the idea of taking this much loved event to new levels.

Woz, in a manner I’m sure Epstein would have been proud of, has secured the rather swish Hartley Wintney Golf Club as a venue, pulled in the fabulous support act Mandu and designed a high level marketing campaign to support the event (ok, some posters).

Now, because we’re having to hire the Golf Club we’re going to have to ask you dip into to your pocket to the tune of a measly fiver. Any profits made on the night will go towards ‘Phil’s new watchstrap fund’. Album sales have almost brought enough in for this worthy cause but we’re hoping that this event will finally fill the coffers up enough for him to stop going on about it.

Woz assures me that he’s nearly sold all of the tickets already! The only way to get one of the few remaining ‘golden’ tickets is to ask Wozzer nicely for one (ticket that is). So, to avoid disappointment, send me an email using the contact form below and I’ll pass on your details.

Oh yeah, it’s happening on Tuesday 29th December 2009. We’d love to see you.

Ho ho ho.

Marcus - November 2009

Studland

photo-studioBack in January we set off to the windswept cliffs of Dorset with the aim of recording three songs in a rented National Trust cottage.
After a short while (for us) we have completed these tunes and uploaded them here for your delectation.photo-dorset“Studland” is a movement in 3 genres:

He’s A Honey - a short story about our frock wearing bass player. Rock, with extra lashings of rock sauce.

The Things That Make Her Rich - the first ever ‘cover’ recorded by the Toads. Much more soulful than the previous track; starts slow, speeds up.

Lost In A Moment – veers towards the 70s in a ‘progressive’ manner. ‘Lost’ starts with the sound of the sea recorded at 4am through over 50 cables joined together (yes, really) by our lovely Garreth. The enthusiasm of youth.

Marcus - February 2009

Never Mind The Buzzcocks

photo-buzzcocksFunny how things go isn’t it? Marcus has always been quiet about his past life. We all thought he’d been in Wormwood Scrubs but no, he was in the famous 80’s pop band Breathe instead.

And, you’ve guessed it, last week he was summoned to the Beeb to be humiliated in the line-up on Buzzcocks. Well, all his friends hired a bus and got tickets just to get a better view when his entrails were dragged out across the stage.

But, would you credit it, they just said that he had nice sparkly eyes – typical, there goes the rest of the blood sports. Still, we did all have BBC beer and biscuits in the green room after so not a complete loss.

Phil - April 2008

gargoyle

Gigs