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Just The Stone Roses and The Smiths to go now in the list of ‘ultimate reunions demanded by hundreds’. After a bloody age we reconvened to record some talking in a flat and then played some records. It’s been frustrating ...

“You look like you’ve been for breakfast at the heartbreak hotel And sat in the back booth by the pamphlets and the literature on how to lose Your waitress was miserable and so was your food If you’re gonna try ...

The end of glorious bank holiday brought us back to record the latest Suburban Dogs. A pot of tea was on hand as we recorded with one eye on the big promotion match up of Tom’s beloved Portsmouth versus Norwich ...

Suburban Dogs VII is another hit packed fun filled adventure….or something like that. It had been over two weeks since we last met in our bedroom studio and we had loads and loads to play. Some careful selection later and ...

Recorded on a lovely evening in Manchester, we had a race against time as the amazing Ducktails were playing in town that night. I say this every time but I think this is our best effort yet. Producer Wilko always ...

Podcast V?! What the what?! We are as shocked as you that we are here still but this is possibly our best yet. It was a slightly fragmented recording as Tom kept using the phrase ‘smash it’ like some sort ...

So as Manchester had it’s first beautiful day of the year, three beautiful men met in a flat to play some beautiful songs. Having not seen each other for a good while, we spent much of our evening chomping down ...

So for the third time we gathered in our makeshift studio in Manchester’s hip Northern Quarter to record Suburban Dogs. Pete and Tom had just got back from seeing Clare Maguire at Manchester Academy and were in high spirits as ...

After a new year spent exclusively drinking Rusty Nails, we finally got through our fuzzy heads to sit down and record the second ever Sub Dogs Pod. It meant we could role out a couple of exciting features. Firstly, a ...

Suburban Dogs is a musical podcast recorded by a bunch of idiots in a flat in Manchester. It’s fueled by bad recording software, continental  lager and a firm belief that a good song is better than anything. We also like ...