The Ghost Of Fudge Posted August 14, 2004 Report Share Posted August 14, 2004 in a couple of weeks time you'll be needing a new number to call fudge, coz i'm moving. dunno what that number is yet though.after a short period operating out of torry, fudge has lived beside the lemon tree on king street for the last 5 years. i for one shall miss the disgusting squallor, dodgy DIY, and famous smoking lounge and roof access...so, if you're sending demos, etc, post em to the po box, not the king st address.i pity the fools who move in here unaware that the phone could go at anytime of day or night and be a frigging band. still.rambling now. sorry.but if you had any memories of the fat you'd like to share for a future fudge article, here would be the place to speak up. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chris Posted August 14, 2004 Report Share Posted August 14, 2004 I remember the first time I saw that bathroom, after hearing all the horrible tales told to me by others (who were all usually too traumatised for normal society anymore), and amazed at the skill it must have taken to install an assault course in a bog (ho ho) standard room. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
psydoll Posted August 14, 2004 Report Share Posted August 14, 2004 I nearly made it to the Fudge flat but was denied as my flat door became locked from inside and a damsel in distress had to be saved Luckily I learned that Craig Fudge is a gentleman through and through Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Afro Droid Posted August 15, 2004 Report Share Posted August 15, 2004 Aaaah, where to begin....?Marcus Howard literally ripping my pants off my arse still smarts. That whole 'Get in Tha Motherfuckin' Ring' night was great. PaGG physically fighting in every room, in the street outside, and all the way home after drinking your cheap booze was awesome too. The large number of nights that turned into mornings that turned into very hungover days waaaa-y to quickly for my liking were enjoyable. James' loss of innocence, or at least his straight edge-ness. Copious Class A drug use after the first fetish night. Pre-Air Guitar Oz sessions. Honest Fudge flat, honest Fudge men, kudos to you and yours. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
psydoll Posted August 15, 2004 Report Share Posted August 15, 2004 Is the Fanzine still going to cover the Fudge Flat?Swanky new interiors and spacious design will not make up for bathrooms from hell! The public shall revolt! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Neubeatz Posted August 15, 2004 Report Share Posted August 15, 2004 I wouldnt be surprised if Heritage Scotland slap a listed building preservation order on the place, lest future generations forget the way things were.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest scott cs. Posted August 15, 2004 Report Share Posted August 15, 2004 i sayed there once. couldn't meet a nicer guy in Craig and he makes a braw cuppie o' tea. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
huntedbyafreak Posted August 15, 2004 Report Share Posted August 15, 2004 My only visit to Fudge Heights came after the 5th anniversary TAR gig, I believe... Am quite pleased to say that it lived up its reputation and I feel lucky to have not contracted any weird and wonderful diseases. I vaguely remember walking over the road to Hilly's old flat at 5 or 6 in the morning with a total perma-grin on my face due to the fact that I was stoned out of my fucking box. Long live Fudge! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pete Posted August 16, 2004 Report Share Posted August 16, 2004 I try and forget every time I've ever been in there.....One of my fondest memories is actually when the flat was first purchased and I helped decorate the place and when Debs hand/foot printed the kitchen floor. That was before 'The Landlord' got his hands on the bathroom. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest onlynik Posted August 16, 2004 Report Share Posted August 16, 2004 Many sunny days spent on the roof. Many a drunken morning spent in the lounge, sleeping on God knows what. oooh those were the days my friend. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Ghost Of Fudge Posted August 16, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 16, 2004 the chip fight after the deadloss gig where we wore dresses and shit in the old drakes. there were fuck knows how many people just throwing handfuls of chips around. top fun. then i raced some guy from the flat across the street up our respective roofs in the rain and nearly died.good night that ... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Plato the Greek Posted August 16, 2004 Report Share Posted August 16, 2004 I have only been there once in my life, but by God I have never seen anything like it. True squalor and buildings that should truly be condemned are such rarities nowadays. There was a rat there and Prince Fudge (Craig) was making bacon on a grill that looked as if it could quite possibly transmit violent and incurable food poisoning. There was a lot of stuff just lying about and I had absolutely no idea what most of it was. Certainly the majority of things looked broken, dirty or both. And the bathroom ... Jesus Fudge, what is wrong with you(s)? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Ghost Of Fudge Posted August 16, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 16, 2004 who's heard about the plauge of flies we suffered last summer? or was it the summer before? time is strange in this flat: i woke up today and it was monday. i'm sure yesterday was saturday though. weird. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hardcore Mel Posted August 17, 2004 Report Share Posted August 17, 2004 Get in the Motherfuckin' ring where we partied on the roof, ripped chris' boxers off him and pinned them to bri's wall and chris demonstrated how a man could suck his own cock. (he didn't actually suck his own cock, but lay on his back and threw his legs over his head while declaring "you'd have to do it like this!"Eating takeaway pasta and drinking cheap sparkling wine while wearing a makeshift female santa outfit with brian on christmas eve. Sitting in bri's room all night when i was meant to be studying, listening to bon jovi live and waiting for chris to get home from a post-air guitar shenanigan. The walk home was a different story.Watching football with Goldblade in the smoking lounge. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Ghost Of Fudge Posted August 17, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2004 those spannish bands that shaz and chantal fae drakes took back to our flat one night when i was already dying on my bedroom floor from red wine poisioning. that was a tough night.or james WBL bumming earthtone9 with his toungue upstairs after they played the forum with DMFS... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chris Posted August 17, 2004 Report Share Posted August 17, 2004 who's heard about the plauge of flies we suffered last summer? or was it the summer before? time is strange in this flat: i woke up today and it was monday. i'm sure yesterday was saturday though. weird.I'm sure it was the summer before. Anyway I remember being pestered constantly by flies one time I stayed over and last summer I had my own place so it wasn't then. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Ghost Of Fudge Posted August 20, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 20, 2004 i recall john goldblade loving our parrot. not physically, mind.we have no pets now. no rat, no parrot, and no james. not even a pete. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pete Posted August 24, 2004 Report Share Posted August 24, 2004 Well that's your own fault, Craig fecked off somewhere last time and I had to sleep in my car:'(I remembered the other night the one thing about the Fudge flat that actually change my life forever. It was the night of my 21st birthday, well pished, slept upstairs and woke in the morning with this massive lump at the top of my arse. Turned out to be an abscess roughly the size of a grapefruit which had to be cut away and scoped out and....well, plenty of you know the story after THAT! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Ghost Of Fudge Posted August 24, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 24, 2004 i remember like it was yesterday........ i recall bruce ex-1-up standing pished on the roof screaming at 'mortals' walking home from the pubs at 5 in the morning. could we shut him up? could we fuck. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
framheim Posted August 24, 2004 Report Share Posted August 24, 2004 no mere mortal can shut bruce up. many have tried. all have failed. only nubile young women will soothe his rage and pain, and it gives him something else to do with his mouth too.what a horrid image that conjurs.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted August 25, 2004 Report Share Posted August 25, 2004 I have been to the wonderous land of fudge.... twice. Oh I'm a lucky soul.Where do I start? The leaking windows.... the neon glow that baths the kitchen from the premier lodge... to be honest the bathroom was, "being done up" to some extent when I was there... so wasnt THAT bad.However, that stairs that lead to the flat themselves are littered with FEAR... bags of it... so many black bin bags of fear. Unidentified mank on the kitchen floor... dead plants.Everyone's nightmares live there. Fact. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Ghost Of Fudge Posted August 25, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 25, 2004 facts which make the flat sound slightly romantic.NB:the bathroom just looks like that, and has done for 5 years and 2 months. it's been in a permanent state of [landlord] "i'm going to tackle the bathroom next week/month/millenia"random flat recollection of the day: nicky casino making it to mealmarket street, but doing so by climbing over all the roofs between here and there, all in his suit, after a lot of gin... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tranny Danny .5 song Posted August 29, 2004 Report Share Posted August 29, 2004 2 fat blokes in a pub, one says to the other "you`re round", the other one saysSae are you, ye fat cont!Nikolai Ca$inokov running along the rooftops in his suit, pished on tennents. I remember chatting to a drakes barman some weeks later and he told me one of his mates, who stays in King Street (across the road fae the Fud flat) was watching his telly one night when he caught a black streak zooming along the skyline in the corner of his eye, after a proper gander, he realised it was a very pished Nicky Ca$ino pounding over the skyline like a dapper Hulk. And all because the lady loves Milk Tray. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Alkaline Posted August 29, 2004 Report Share Posted August 29, 2004 Twice- flashbacks!!!Rubbish on kitchen floor.Bathroom on stilts.Smoking weed and playing cards upstairs.Ah, all the hallmarks of a 5 star hotel!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Ghost Of Fudge Posted September 1, 2004 Author Report Share Posted September 1, 2004 fuck. we've got to be out by monday. :Oan era ends. we should buy a plaque for the wall outside.james deadloss, start warming up your sofa.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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