...of London, Norwich, Leicester and Boston (the shitty one in Lincolnshire).
What can I say?
...
No really? What can I say?
Our journey started when Gandalf came to the shire and told us that the ring needed to be destroyed, and to do that we needed to journey to.......
that's Lord of the Rings.
What happened to us again?
Oh right, London.
Both Collider and the The Shadow Committee played at the Fiddler's Elbow in London, along with Funkinsteins (obviously made to sound like you are saying the coital expletive), and Rhythm Room.
It was a good night in London, but on the way back Josh (designated driver/emergency musician) decided to follow the logic of "surely any direction I go will get me out of London, right?" Wrong.
Three hours, and two hyena attacks later, we return home to bandage our wounds.
The next gig was Norwich. Bedford's Crypt to be exact, where The Shadow Committee was put on by Stacked Promotions. Other people played (given up the pretence of actually remembering these events).
Our tour transport (a small ugly dog, or a peugeot 206, depending on who you ask) then decided to break down. The gearstick exploded, causing third degree annoyance in the camp.
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| We. Hate. You. |
This left us with the unenviable dilemma between taking a megabus (we were warned off by the tweetsphere) or walking.
Naturally we decided to walk, lugging a large amount of music equipment across the country from Norwich to Leicester. On the first night we were taken in by a nice Amish family who fed us dried wheat and moonshine, but when morning came we continued our journey. The next day we had to fight a hydra, but that was pretty boring.
On the third day we finally reached Leicester and did the first thing that any music promotor has to do; buy some ear plugs so they don't have to listen to the piss poor
[
amazing
] piss poor music that Josh has on his iPod. By the time I realised he had plugged his iPod into the PA it was too late, we were all subjected to a torrential downpour of the crap that Josh calls music. Luckily the actual live music was pretty good, and we were pleased that the bands on the night were accompanied by Random Crackhead #1. So imaginative was he that he managed to produce (on the spot!) lyrics for some of the instrumental songs that were being played.
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| Alright The Captain showing us what music is. |
The night was good, and the cacophony of noise that erupted from the Firebug resulted in only two dragon attacks; a personal best, I believe.
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| Fabian (Jr.) : Protector-elect of the Ziggurnauts (us). |
For the return journey back to Norwich we were lucky to be given a train (Matt won it in a raffle, or something), and we returned to Norwich post-haste. Josh seemed confused about the concept of a train, arguing that it was merely an inefficient car that was allowed to speed, unlike himself.
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Josh seemed unconvinced by the existence of so-called 'trains', having lost all his some years previously due to the Beeching Axe.
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For the next few days we just relaxed in deck chairs and drank pina colada's (thank fuck for global warming) and waited for the next gig, in Boston!
[No Pictures on Record.]
But after getting my US Visa and booking a flight there and back, I was quietly informed that it was in fact going to be a gig in Boston, Lincolnshire. A few drinks and smashed windows later, I calmed down and began to consider myself lucky, as I had never in fact been to Boston before.
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| We're in Lincolnshire. Lincolnshire.. LINCOLNSHIRE. |
In Boston, the tour ended like it began, in an empty room with a small group of friends and family and a couple of confused locals who would rather be watching the football, and looked rather put out by the intrusion of any noise.
Addendum :
Dead Media Society (Josh's side-side-side-side-project) at the Norwich Puppet Theatre was a very enjoyable evening. Collider, Deers and Tortoise Family Connections were all on top form, but I must say I thought the
silent film was a bit too loud.
Pop Quiz:
Question No.1: Which methods of transport did we use? By answering correctly you can win a free MP3 of me humming any song of your choosing by The Shadow Committee.
Question No. 2: Where was the final gig on the tour? If you answer correctly you can win a free handmade, inflatable, inflammable, mechanical, octogeneric kitty cat. [SORRY - SOLD OUT]
Email all your quiz answers to
james@zigguratcreative.co.uk
- James
