The Mekano Set

One too many late nights this week meant I've been wandering around in a state of semi-wakefulness more than usual. So what's been occurring then?

The Engine Room gig was a lot of fun. It turned out to be a wicked venue really, a good size, nice and run-down in a kind of 1981 goth / new wave stylee. That post-punk mix of glamour and grime. And a really attentive crowd.

Headliners The Flesh Happening blended scatalogical obsession, Bauhaus / Bowie / Tom Waits theatrics, and shouting in a voice somewhere between South Park and Pauly Shore {the stoned one in California Man}. Doll and Kicks were equally glam - a kind of indie / Zero's Transvision Vamp. We were probably quite oddly 'mature' and chilled in comparison - there's a first!

Scary Cathy handed out badges. Saint wore a suit and I think he enjoyed himself more than he did at Concorde 2? His bass throbbed and pulsed nicely. He was shiny. Beth had lovely hair. Perhaps she had washed it in a stream. Shiny hair. She also sang really well and played a new guitar part during DHJ that consisted of pulling on the strings of a guitar until they all snapped off.

I managed to fix my live-sampley effects pedal so probably sounded even more confusing than usual. And I felt a bit over-dressed but I didn't feel at all nervous and there was some nice post-gig hanging out with the mekanoids.

We're playing in London @ The Pleasure Unit Bar next wednesday.

What else?

This is the blog of my old friend Chris. He writes very well, drinks like he's really thirsty, he's a natural 'character' and is completely nuts.

This is the blog that my mate Al {the man behind the August Podcast's version of the cowboy song 'Life Gets Tedious'} is using to publish chapters of the story he has written.