Brian Connolly, He was the one member of the band who didn't look like a tree trunk smeared in lipstick. He still wears his white-blond hair in a shoulder-length feather cut, but the grimacing face it frames has raced ahead. His midriff is oddly distended, he walks with gingerly grandmother's footsteps, as if still teetering on platforms, and the hands have a very pronounced shake. When he picks up a full cup of tea you fear the worst. He recently spent his 49th birthday in bed with flu. When last year Channel 4 spent an evening gleefully remembering glam rock, there was a long shadow cast by Connolly, the addled ghost of a pin-up. Very much a case of recognise your age, it's the old age rampage.