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[Lester Burnham]

Dear god,

What a night...

Camden is a nice place with a mixed community, but it seemed that we were destined for a night of pale skin, blonde hair and blue eyes (thankfully I was safe, eh?)

*inserts actual photos taken from venue*


Nazi uno


Terror man with quiff

The bands we played with were...

Simon Bookish (The Nazi Schoolboy) - yes, click to go to his website.

*Inserts real picture of him*



Actual clip from conversation with mad scientist from 'Trademark' (I'll get to them later),

"Yeah I wrote this great song, it's called Nazi schoolboy, it's like an insite into the nazi mind... of schoolboys, uh-huh" - Simon Bookish

He also had the most impressive side parting I'd ever seen, combined with a red and black suit... with crazed Norwegian boots, possibily stolen from a starving child in the street.

His actual performance was based aroudn crazy sounds coming his laptop and his deep voice booming over the audience, "watching me, watching you" and also random German words.

Trademark - clicky to go to their website

*inserts picture for you all to worship*



I loved this band to the camps and back. Backcombed blonde hair, labcoats and LCD trip fuck light all over their bodies... also a very impressive synth set up. They also were "art fag" tshirts straight from the land of Topman (I know this, because I own the ones they were all wearing, thankfully I gave the "art fag" look a miss that evening). I loved them, they were like a London 'Atom and his package' but with 5 of them... labcoats, LCD lights and erm... more hairspray. WONDERFUL!

I can't express how much I loved this band... I'd marry them all in an instant.

Apparently they are REAL scientists too... working on ways to kill you all.


Devine!!!!

Last and possibly least were...

Piney Gir

Visually a stunning act, but the music... asides the cover of "My generation" with a plastic megaphone... they were quite.... piss.



However I give them some credit as the use of guitar synths and VL-Tones did inspire myself and my drunken associate (Mr Betamax) to make new plans concerning VL-tones and guitar synths....

Her shoes... I did love her footwear.





The gig as a whole was an art wankfest. Wonderful, certainly... the venue was trashy chic, in the ladies loo the words "Ladyboys love my world" are emblazed across the tack pink walls. The walls of the venue itself were coated in shiney blue plastic and pink poles.

We've been invited back to go higher up a bill, god damn it we'll go back... Simon Bookish told us he'd gas us if we didn't.

[betamax]

Nazi boy Bookish is only still alive because i was distracted for a while by our fave French lady with flowers in her hair.....twas just as i was planning a re-inactment of the Russians final assault on East Berlin in the dressing room that Bookish was using as his plastic Nazi HQ. Some one should tell him its been done before. And teach him how to sing like Fad Fadget. If he must.

I think i missed Trademark. They must have been on while i was outside (the attack of the Neds incident*). Or i was talking to the French lady again.

Piny was a stunner visually. If a bit Join-the-Dots kitsch electro. Its also not too good when the band stops playing for 10 minutes due to ''Disc Error''. Fucking laptops! Is this Karaoke? I dunno. Loveable/forgetable. In the best possible way. Handy mover on the dancefloor. Brilliant hair.

Bookish was an endurance test. For the audience. Dressed as a Fox Hunting Nazi. After his show he proclaimed that the audience were 'all farkin wankaz'. If he had just blown us away with his genius I maybe would have liked his style. But he didnt. Good job the DJ after his show knew her shit and got things moving again with 'Orgasm Addict'.

The sound woman on le soundesk was tres impressive too. A real geezer. Called us 'fuckers' and 'cunts' during the soundcheck (i think she terrified Flava somewhat) but went all cuddly by chucking out time.

The after gig chill at the promoters flat was my fave bit. More cool Frenchness and I spent most of the morning in Justin's (out the Darkness) favorite inflatable chair. Next time he's round for a cup of de-caffeinated earl grey tea, I like to think out hostesses will be saying ''No Justin Im sorry, you can't sit there, thats's Betamax's chair now.''

Death to the Nazis.

*We discovered said Neds later, lying in pool of blood, noses having been duly flattened by some annoyed gig goers who needed to vent their rage following the performance of Mr Bookish. Yeeeehaaaaa! Cops everywhere, just like on a Clash video. Sort of.

[Lester Burnham]

I love Trademark.

I'll marry one of them... one day*







*note: may not be true.

[Lawy Lawson:Attorney]

That sounds pretty awesome.

On a scale of 'The Count' to 'Dracula' I give it a "Lestat and Cassidy from Preacher out of Nosferatu"

[nullmouse]

Originally Posted by Lester Burnham

I love Trademark.

I'll marry one of them... one day*







*note: may not be true.

Will posts like these come back to haunt Sharon? Find out on the 24th of September at The Tunnels... See here (clicky) for details!