Foundations bassist jailed for kiddy fiddling
Words Jeremy Allen
Shakespeare, or for more contemporary dilettantes Blackadder II, will be well aware that Macbeth was apparently cursed.
Superstitious actors still refer to it as ‘The Scottish Play’, though they should probably grow up, get a job and give up aspirations of stardom. Only twats like James Nesbitt make it these days, luvvies - go and work in frickin’ Woolworths or something. Anyway, tenuously, Peter MacBeth, the foundation of The Foundations (he was the bass player in the sixties pop combo) has just been jailed for kiddie fiddling offences.
The Foundations were responsible for the monster hit ‘Build Me Up Buttercup’. You know the one: “Why don’t you build me up, build me up, buttercup, baby just to let me down.” Ahem. Catchy, wasn’t it?
Following Glitter and King and half of Radio 1, rock and paedophilia appear to be inextricably linked, and the use of the word ‘baby’ to mean someone you find a bit hot becomes more sinister with each listen.
The Welshman, 71, was sentenced to six years at Mold Crown Court by Judge John Rogers QC after sexually assaulting a young girl on four occasions, as well as having child porn stored on his computer. Apparently MacBeth is not well and may die inside. He received a tracheotomy in 2006 and has not been able to speak since, hence he didn’t cough up to the charges.
Following his massive success with the band, he forged a new career publishing literature for golfing competitions. As Mark Twain once pointed out, “Golf spoils a good walk.” Another point: sex with young children spoils a good rock’n’roll legacy.
As the great bard would have it, “Cowards die many times before their deaths.”
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