So last night was the Fancy New Bands Showcase at the King's Arms. I assume it went alright... Through the foldback all I could hear was my guitar wailing out the mistakes of fat fingers across skinny frets.
It was broadcast live on bFM, if anyone knows of any recordings of it I'd be interested to hear it.
Anyway, no other news. I'm in the process of writing an epic poem, working-titled Victorian Wasteland. PSYchic Jams continue to rock my shit.
Cassettes coming soon... Blue/Red split with the Freudoids and a Lilac/Yellow split with Parents (probable).
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