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Another of Motörhead's superb B sides, Too Late Too Late was always a much called for number and live favourite. This was the B side of the mighty Overkill single, an absolute treat for anyone who bought it. It opened up a whole new level of Motörhead. Lemmy recalled the spirt of the Kilmister/Clarke/Taylor line up - We went on an ITV show called TisWas. It was a kids’ Saturday morning show that featured a rock band every week. Chris Tarrant, who hosted the show, was a real strange person, but he knew what kids want to see: kids want to see grown-ups fuck themselves over, you know; they love that shit. There were buckets of water everywhere on this programme. It wasn’t warm water, either – it was fucking cold and they were slinging it all over. There was the Phantom Phlan Phlinger: he’d come up to somebody during the show and go bhuuf with this huge fruit pie. It was great fun, completely slapstick. We were on that show a couple of times. Once, we were on with Girlschool and we were having a game of musical pies. The pie stopped in my hand and I had to smash it in the face of Denise, Girlschool’s drummer. The poor girl was cowering a bit, but it was like, ‘Sorry. I’ve got to let you have it, babe.’ Everybody who went on got it, bad. At one point on this November show, Eddie Clarke was decimated by about six buckets of water. It was funny as shit. And they had this cage there, and they’d put people in it. Viewers wrote in for weeks ahead of time, volunteering to get in. There was a waiting list to be stuck in this cage, where everything in the world was dumped on them. They had this big trough full of green gunge – viscous, garbagey slop – and they’d tip that all over ’em at the end of the show. Phil had volunteered to be in the cage, but our manager, Doug Smith, went in – then they wouldn’t let him out again. Ha-ha! So we had some revenge on the son of a bitch. Great show.