Aloha!!
Greetings from this dim and distant outpost of SG-land, a kind of metaphorical Antarctica or ice station zebra. Where a bitingly cold wind blows the doors open and howls through shadowy flickering corridors, threatening a storm just over the horizon. Well thats how this place makes me feel at the moment. Much as Cheltenham is a million and one times better than Ross-on-fucking-Wye it still suffers from small town syndrome on a scale surpassed only by Gloucester and it's unique tribe of inbred semi-retarded hillbilly fuckwits.
Ah to be honest i haven't the heart for a full blown rant, i'm feeling far too mellow, so what news for you my small but highly exclusive (and very sexy) friends list....
Well we had to pull the show at the Dublin Castle on saturday, our singer went down with a sinus infection and lost his voice, bit of a bugger but can't be helped. And to make up for it we have the glory of a show at the Pig Inn the City in Gloucester tommorrow, oh whoopy fuckin doo, now i don't care how much you're thinking "god that sounds like an absolute shithole" you have no idea... it's worse, and bizzarrely full of pigs, from little model ones, to great big fat drunk goth ones! ;-) So it's gonna be a kinda alternative rock n roll night out, almost like playing a show, hanging out with some cool folks and going to an aftershow at a cool club. Except constrained by the environs of Gloucester, so what will actually happen is....
We'll get fucked up before we play, we'll disrupt Void's set as much as possible, we'll hang out with some vaguely sinister and worrying people including terrifying ginger land ladies and twitchy Outlaws, we'll stagger to Crackers (oh god) we'll try and seperate our feet from the carpet long enough to dance like twats, and i may well introduce them all to Jaeger-bombs!! he he!! then we'll sit up all night talking absolute shit and i'll go to work on sunday morning and have to lie in a dark corner all day, growling gently at the passing customers.
My flatmates (can i start calling them Ash and Sian yet? will you know who i mean?) and i have decided to make a zombie movie!
this is gonna be such good fun, please if you have any ideas or suggestions let me know ,i know i can rely on you all for some nicely twisted shit! and if you wanna be in it, you're all welcome. I'll keep you posted!
thats enough for now, be good peeps!!
Greetings from this dim and distant outpost of SG-land, a kind of metaphorical Antarctica or ice station zebra. Where a bitingly cold wind blows the doors open and howls through shadowy flickering corridors, threatening a storm just over the horizon. Well thats how this place makes me feel at the moment. Much as Cheltenham is a million and one times better than Ross-on-fucking-Wye it still suffers from small town syndrome on a scale surpassed only by Gloucester and it's unique tribe of inbred semi-retarded hillbilly fuckwits.
Ah to be honest i haven't the heart for a full blown rant, i'm feeling far too mellow, so what news for you my small but highly exclusive (and very sexy) friends list....
Well we had to pull the show at the Dublin Castle on saturday, our singer went down with a sinus infection and lost his voice, bit of a bugger but can't be helped. And to make up for it we have the glory of a show at the Pig Inn the City in Gloucester tommorrow, oh whoopy fuckin doo, now i don't care how much you're thinking "god that sounds like an absolute shithole" you have no idea... it's worse, and bizzarrely full of pigs, from little model ones, to great big fat drunk goth ones! ;-) So it's gonna be a kinda alternative rock n roll night out, almost like playing a show, hanging out with some cool folks and going to an aftershow at a cool club. Except constrained by the environs of Gloucester, so what will actually happen is....
We'll get fucked up before we play, we'll disrupt Void's set as much as possible, we'll hang out with some vaguely sinister and worrying people including terrifying ginger land ladies and twitchy Outlaws, we'll stagger to Crackers (oh god) we'll try and seperate our feet from the carpet long enough to dance like twats, and i may well introduce them all to Jaeger-bombs!! he he!! then we'll sit up all night talking absolute shit and i'll go to work on sunday morning and have to lie in a dark corner all day, growling gently at the passing customers.
My flatmates (can i start calling them Ash and Sian yet? will you know who i mean?) and i have decided to make a zombie movie!
this is gonna be such good fun, please if you have any ideas or suggestions let me know ,i know i can rely on you all for some nicely twisted shit! and if you wanna be in it, you're all welcome. I'll keep you posted!
thats enough for now, be good peeps!!
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dylan:
Sure I'd take commissions, would you pay a fiver (that would include post and packaging)? 
acwildheart:
Ah well, enjoy mate. And cheers for the comment - believe you me, bands like the Arctic Monkeys are the whole fuckin' raison d'etre for my lot, our mission is destroy the fuckers' credibility before it's too late!! 