Busy.... Well, kind of..

Ok, so... where did I leave you? Oh yes, middle of September.

Right, well, we went down to Edinburgh and Glasgow. We played. We were told it would be shite before we went, it was. Edinburgh was ok I suppose. The sound was fine. The stage was perfect. Nice and small. The venue was pretty ace actually.. a little dingy intimate place. There was a few people we recognised there. In fact, I'd go as far to say that we had as much of a crowd as any of the local bands. Go you Thurso folk. Muchos appreciated. We'll perhaps get back later in the year.

We had our first bit in a major paper... The Herald, we were the only band registered to play in Edinburgh that night... nice!

We made a video documenting our little trip which you can find on our youtube site. There should be a link on the right.

We went to the Zoo on Friday morning... they tried keeping us in, but we had a gig to play.

Glasgow on the Friday night. We played in the Classic Grand. The venue(once a porn cinema) was indeed, grand, but the gig itself was shit. The people looked at us like dicks. The venue was like a fucking wine bar(nice if you like that kind of thing, too nice for loud rock music). The other bands were dirt. Jesus to fuck... where are all the Glasgow rock bands? No, not you... the real fucking rock bands. You know, the ones with loud guitars and drummers who can smash cymbals?

Oh, there are none? Right... well, one of those bands rolled into town and rolled out again. We played good, you missed out.

I'm fairly certain that bands from Glasgow(I'm pigeon-holing, so shoot me) are up their own fucking arse. No cunt really spoke, they looked at us like a bag of shite and most of them seemed pretty rude.

Mental note: play in a shithole next time, we're more suited to that sort of place.

Another blog to follow....

Jamie