the boombwoi fatshadow soundclash @ broken amp 280311

hear ye! hear ye! words and forsooth... uhm, something and fie for the other stuff...

or alternatively... damn right! bring it on... (he's actually writing one about music) *shock horror*

hell yes... last night was the night of the epic boombwoi fatshadow soundclash! this one, and g (of mighty boomshadow fame) onstage together at the broken amp...

and i think its safe to say - it was a lot of fun!! although i don't think i'll ever forget the look on paul's face when he offered to buy us drinks and we both requested soft ones (lemonade for me, diet coke for g)... priceless

there was a bit of bwoi, a bit of boom, and sure some of it was a bit 'rough around the edges' (a common theme of boombwoi gigs?!)... but we made up for it with gormless charm...

...especially enjoyed the upbeat swung 'sunny afternoon'!! i do believe this is something the g and i must do again... (we should probably/probably not do the whole thing again depending on your stand point...)

dropped an unexpected (fairly off-beat) version of 'take on me' at the end, and i have to be honest... i never thought i was gonna hit that note, let alone be able to hold it for that long...

rediscovered the joy of beatboxin' to beat-matched lights... (i think rich liked that too - although it did feel a bit epilepsy when rich left them on and we started up the guitars...)

g wouldn't beatbox (gonna have to work on this, he did however "rip it")

happy time

the cleansing power of bleach... well it worked for bud

ye gads, he's back again... with more of this zombie business...

shoot - it was really a struggle not to write 'bizzle' or 'a-bizzle' there...

let's get this down straight... hangin' out with veggies who fancy you and then pouring bleach on them when they get bitten, is NOT an effective way to survive the zombie apocalypse. just putting it out there...

and for anyone who thinks that taking a machete to the infected area and then go for some serious fire/cauterisation a-bizzle on a stick... well, i think we've already been there...

but bleach does not a mong zombie make...

bud is not bub... this is science_FAKT... granted its a remake, but when you're gonna mess with elements of a story, there are certain places you just should not go... i mean really, that's offensive right about there...

and whilst we're on the subject, what's with the dead people climbing on the ceiling...?!? they sure as anything didn't do it when they were alive... does their decaying flesh mean they have extra sticky hands?!

legless ving rhames is fairly amusing though...

so remember... shoot it in the head, or severe the head and put it on a stick for comic effect...

...DON'T cover it in bleach, and stick a seatbelt on it!!

anywho, i reckon that bleach i got the other day would work much better... it does a kind of blue rinse thing, that one on the telebox looked a bit watery to me... that's probably why it didn't do no good...

bub, robert webb, prog... life's essentials

...so, i was like "yeah, i'd never move in anywhere that a retired brewer from toledo was interested in. and that my friend is science_FAKT."


and he just rolled his eyes.


this just in fresh off the mojo-wire... bub ("say hello to your aunt alisha bub") from day of the dead, and robert webb are in-fact the same person!!! say it ain't so...?!


ja for sure, and we got proof...
 

 robert webb... packin' heat

bub, bein' just about as cute as a zombie can be...

you gotta love bub, guess you gotta love doctor logan... sarah probably needs a better pair of trousers, and salazaar has got some serious issues... but i digress

the idea of an undead concept album was raised again today... although, as pitched, the idea did contain reference to vampires, which i have decided to ignore (rich is an "inestimably" lovely bloke, and recently stopped using product on his hair...)

i'm not sure of the right-ness of the idea in an acoustic format... not to say that i haven't considered it, i did and decided to put it off until i lapse into prog sometime in my dotage...

i had a bash at an electric one, the concept behind which was that of an 80's era 'wall street' style zombie civilisation... a concept that rapidly drifted when i found that i had a sample of a man sounding more than a little like bill clinton saying ass...

could always dub it up?

orange on the right... right?!

so.. orange and blue. orange goes on the right yeah?

like socks...

so its got to be like wiring a plug right? orange goes on the right because its got an 'r' in it, and blue bottom-left for a very similar reason...

which throws up a new and unique problem...

you have a bottom left foot... what the hell do you use it for?! can you use your top foot (feet) or are they kinda like superfluous additional nipples? do they get in the way of normal everday activities (more importantly, do they stop you from playing the guitar?!)...

but yeah, i guess orange on the left is just wrong...

or is that just me?

the cooling power of sugar (brown)

lime is pretty good for cooling down chilli...

(brown) sugar's also pretty good for helping to tame the feeling that what you are eating is not just stripping your insides with its insanely spicy content, but its actually cooking it too...

and when you've used both, and the chilli is pretty damned incendiary... you know that
a:) that's a f**kin' (read "proper") hot chilli right about there
b:) your job is done, not just done, but well done

of course, it probably stopped being a chilli round about the time you start wailing cajun spices (exact constitution unknown, but it comes in a sweet lil' bottle and looks kinda orange) in with everything... nevermind that minor mis-measurement issue earlier on... the paprika probably only helps in moderation...

i'm gonna go out on a limb here and say that the jamacian jerk mix doesn't feature in most people's "top ten things what i done put in a chilli list"...

so its become a special dish all in its own right, somekinda special non-chilli chilli, not to be confused with vegetarian chilli, which is of course chilli-non-carne... and your inability to cook (properly) has been proven to your peers, it tastes good, but isn't exactly what it says on the tin...

yep, that's a bwoi-chilli right there... (it would appear that my approach to cooking, is much like my approach to song-writing)

...i'll make ya one if ya want! 8)

about as close to a modus operandi as i ever got...

you can't sing... you can't play... you look awful... you'll go a long way

tell it like it is mr terry raymond!! (yes that bloke from eastenders was some bizarre kind of pre-cursor for simon cowell... but i guess we can forgive him for that!)

but its a good sentiment, and i used to buzz off this ad when i was a lil' bit... top advert, with a moral that i always held close when messing around with this music stuff... 'cos its all about having a giggle at the end of the day, you can't take yourself to seriously... which is good, 'cos i never quite got the hang of it

thing is, i always like the moral of the tale, but i didn't realise until a couple of years ago that the song 'alien invasion' had obviously embedded itself into my conscience too... :O

anyone who ever saw the kenyons play 'ufo attack' would have to admit there are a few (completely unintentional) similarities between the two tracks... i hadn't seen the advert for years when we wrote that, and although the music is completely different (me on lead guitar with some bad-ass fx), even beyond the subject matter they are definitely there... the chant, the scream...

but then 'ufo attack' also had the grind section... two chords close together with an up down motion... don't mind if i do...

i wish we had recorded that... on our day, the kenyons were capable of having a lot of fun, i'm not sure i can remember how to play it... i can remember the intro, i think i can remember the chorus, i have a feeling that the verse may have consisted of just 2(?) chords, and being a kenyons tune... there would have been a wank-tastic fun-filled middle 8 with the whooping and bouncing... (and almost certainly a liberal dose of FX or wine-bottle slide)

and there it is again... that word - fun

which brings us neatly round to my m.o. (or mantra if you wanna be a bit more spiritual than abbreviated latin), or rather the closest to an m.o i e'er got

you can't sing... you can't dance... you look awful... we'll have a lot of fun

peace-out y'all

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Byenveni nan bwoi planèt

boom shot... eine shot... right on


word up you crazy cats, and bienvenue sur la planète bwoi - please excuse the mess... how's it goin' y'all?! all good i hope...


herein lies a lil' look see onto planet bwoi... some kinda way to get down with what's goin' on (man)... if you're new to this, then you'll probably notice a distinct lack of (correct) capitalisation, i can explain this simply... there has to be rules man!!! that's why you're only allowed to call the number mid-flight whilst driving... there has to be rules or the universe would implode (possibly explode but i always find 'im' sounds much more ominous)


so what's new pussy-cat? got some new gigs comin' up... first up, there's my birthday gig... (!!!)


Boombwoi Soundclash @ Broken Amp 28/03/11
that's right, this one, and G (from the mighty boomshadow) take to the stage to present a set the like of which ne'er was saw before (well actually something similar was once...)... featuring a selection of tunes from both of us, and a few covers to boot... expect fun, expect the unexpected, expect robson and jerome...


Rowell Charter Acoustic Club 27/04/11
returning to the stage at the most-excellent Rowell Charter for a dose of thang shakery and tuneage... happy time. c'mon down, work it a lil'... 'sgone be a corker 8)


...and then there's always the 'Mailman' demo... the one about the broadband, evening classes and the 21st century malaise (or something -its got baritone bwoi on it too!!)... 'sa lil' preview from the long awaited "Bonfire of the Quango's" project available for free via tha' magic of bandcamp... 


http://www.fatbwoi.bandcamp.com


peace-out y'all


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