fatbwoi live @ broken amp 040711

word up you crazy cats!!

how the devil does it all happen to be going?! all good i hope...

last night saw me take to the stage for the most-excellent broken amp crew at the adam and eve for my first 'this midlands' gig in a (what seems like a long) while...

and enjoy it most thoroughly did i...

but less of the yoda speak, and a bit more about the evening's entertainment... 8)

the evening was opened by stuart o'connor, i met him the other week playing at the rothwell charter festival and he asked me if i might be able to sort him out a gig on his way back from scotland... thus

he has a proper sweet psychedellic acoustic sound, with judicious application of effects and looping technology... which is always a good thing (scienceFAKT right about there).

as ever, stuart delivered an outstanding set... dude got some quality tunes and sounds, and i'd definitely advise you to check him out... i hope to catch up with him again soon...

the important stuff - sweet sneaks, and lemonade-infused beverages... 

i, for an absolute shocker opened with the one about chicken...

the bwoi was headlining the evenin', which was runnin' a lil' behind schedule, so the ineffably lovely rich asked me to hit it flying... lest the powers that be (the bar staff) tried pulling the plug on us (its the bar lady who likes to get home as early as...)

so we'd wailed through 1-800 and love once before i paused to 'have a word'... (as you do)

government done took my babies...

there was a fully-clothed version of the naked in a cape one... and by this point, it seemed things were getting a lil' rowdy...

drop an 'up-swung' kinks cover in we properly got it going on...

a lil' bit of apocalypse education, which from what i hear may have been misplaced... rich advised me that i should head over to leicester again as, despite my constant musical visits, the council over there still does not have a decent contingency plan in the event of zombie apocalypse...

that's just a lil' half assed if you ask me... but hey, any excuse to shake the thang (init)

it was a top night all-in, gotta love the broken amp crew... they always make me feel welcome, join-in, we always have a party... can't wait until the next one 8)

oh and the 2d lady was pimped out with a foxy leopard print number...

pimp my (2D) lady...

that right there, is style ladies and gentlemen...

placed opposite a full-size disco ball, you got something properly intangible...

peace-out y'all

NEXT GIG - G (of mighty Boomshadow fame)'s Birthday Thang... the one at a secret venue, where-in there shall be a 'breaking of stuff' - happy time 8)

fatbwoi live @ the rowell charter inn 200611

i've broken the seal...

it never stops once you've broken the seal...

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just because...

word up you crazy cats! played me a lil' lunchtime gig as part of the 2nd annual rowell charter beer and acoustic festival... oh yes, some of these people had been having it large (and rightly so!), and when i arrived around lunchtime... there sure was a lot of mirth/joy/drunken-confusion being spread around... happy time 8)

the sun was out... i had me red top on... thang primed and ready

and all this by 12.45 (get me!!!)

pop-art bwoi?!

there was fun... there was chicken, some irreverent references to genesis and how i prefer my tv evengelist song to theirs... there was a fully-clothed performance of the naked-in-a-cape one... even a kinks-ian nod to the most glorious weather (definitely better weather than saturday when the weather was doing the whole rapid fire bi-polar thing)...

there was a mild wave of terror swept through the audience as, in explaining that they didn't need to join in with the actions on 'jazz hands' because of the weather, i forgot to tell them that i was about to shout at them in german... my bad

of course i always preferred racing like a p!ss-horse

i'm a bit worried about rothwell's chances in the event of the inevitable zombie apocalypse... i have played 'l.o.t.d' there before so i've done my local safety/information bit, but i did snap the g string whilst playing it! mark suggested that possibly the zombie gods were aggrieved... he may well have had a point...

a quick change onto stevie's guitar (cheers dude) meant i could deliver a quick dose of mentalism, hip hop and gadgetry... job officially as they say -  a good un!

really enjoyed playing, it was nice to actually get a bit of sun on my studio-tanned arms for once...

but a special mention has to go out to the bacon sandwich (with chilli sauce)... there's something special about festival bacon sandwiches, and this one was no different...

washed down with a swift shandy, it went down a treat... but i do think i committed that real ale fest faux pas, of seeing all the barrels and the wonderful variety, and opting for common or garden lager... diluted with lemonade. oops

really enjoyed stuart o'connor's set... he plays psychedelic folk armed with (around) 15 pedals, for techno weirdness... i was chatting to him afterwards (safe dude - tunes well worth checkin' out...), and he was saying how sometimes he just feels like properly wigging out with all the gadgets, but doesn't cos he thinks the audience might not get it... 

i know that feeling... but it ain't half fun 8)

peace-out y'all