07 August 2008

HUNGRY FOR KEVIN




OK everyone, so we've just done the second leg of our pretty awesome mini-tour of the United States of the British Queen's Island. Four gigs of varying temperature and rockoutness. This is what happened... no, really!

Sunday - Preston
Semi-loltimes in the van watching Trading Places before arriving at a strange, wide venue with a stage the size of a shoebox... not to worry; put the standy-up bandmembers on the floor. HAPPY NOW? This turned out to be a brilliant gig... friendly crowd, our best human pyramid yet and a support band who may or may not have played a song called "Take Off All Your Pants Off". Also, Preston is home to one of the best kebab shops I have ever been in. Just don't ask Futurebear about the centipede.

Monday - London
We had some press-type stuff in the afternoon which culminated in the band having nice new loincloths to wear to future dinner parties before heading over the The Old Blue Last for a wild gig with The Mae Shi. It may or may not be fair to say that we rocked before doing a photograph on a flight of stairs and then partying with friendly people who had a bottle of Advocaat in their drinks cabinet and Sheryl Crow on the iPod. There are photos all over the internet of Sand Lord running through a human tunnel. Yeah, the internet; it's rad, no?

Tuesday - Brighton
There are, it seems, NO gay bars in Brighton, but apart from that, it's a real nice place. Deli Hawk lost approximately 14p on the penny falls. Her worst gambling loss yet. After wandering around the special interest and organic raisin shops, we descended on the Freebutt for our second gig with The Mae Shi. Much fun ensued despite my IDIOTIC feat of leaving my cymbals in London the night before. Who even IS this guy? Anyway, Andy from Glasgow and his pals let us stay in their pad where we drank beer out of cans and listened to Spaace Horse tell jokes all night.

Wednesday - Darlington
Oh Darlington, I think we can still be friends despite everything. OK, gig was alright but the one abiding memory of THIS particular jaunt is the majority of the band+driver (Scott Land) getting eaten alive by tiny leech-like bugs outside a service station between Brighton and Darlington waiting for Landwolf to return with keys... I mean, REALLY? What kind of service station even IS this? We didn't order bugs. Oh and I really need my cymbals back from London please? Thank you? Special love to the drummer from the support band. Your cymbals are really good. Can I use them again? LOLSTICKS??

So lots of fun, as usual... more bugs than required, plenty of manning up, last one in the pool's a penis pump, etc...

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

What the fuck have you guys got against gays? What is that stupid sentence "There are NO gay bars in Brighton" all about? You know there are quite a few because during the gig in Brighton you said you walked down St James Street and even said you found it quite stange or crazy. Anyway, that sentence seems ironic to me, and hoping I am wrong I think you guys don't deserve to play in Brighton again. We don't want people like you spoiling to spirit of Brighton and Hove. It's a shame cause the gig was good and you lot could go far. Once again maybe I'm wrong about your thinkings, but if I'm not just stop being so narrow-minded!

PAUL NAYKROYD said...

There are precisely no homophobes in Dananananaykroyd. Especially considering one third of the band is, in fact, gay (as in ACTUALLY gay).

So chill out! Let's all go out to a gay bar together! We couldn't find any!

Stinky Man said...

The sentence referred to the fact that both John and Paul were actually looking for gay bars. Like, for real. No joke. Of course they know that they exist (especially in Brighton), Paul was making a jokey reference to the fact that they just couldn't find any.

Please go away and get your facts correct before you start assuming everyone is straight and therefore homophobic.

Anonymous said...

What a fucking moron...

Anonymous said...

The first guy. Just so ya know...

Stinky Man said...

GAY BAR GAY BAR!

Anonymous said...

hahah. I promise you'll never have to stay at Nash's again.

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