I KNEW I HAD CHANGE

We have been added to this bill in place of Fit To Work as we are a hot new band like the Libertines but on drugs.

Come down. It will be good. Or fun. Not unpleasant.

THE INHERENT DANGERS OF URBAN CYCLING

Despite the fractured elbows and being physically unable to do a few songs, the gig at the Old Hairdresser’s actually happened. Not only that, people came and clapped. With their hands. More than once. For that, we are grateful and would like to thank anyone who came along.

Both Closet Organ and Hog Wild also deserve huge thanks for, not only, having us on the bill, but for letting us use absolutely all their gear. The lack of fully functioning arms meant we’d have been utterly fucked otherwise, and good people letting you borrow good gear is never to be sniffed at.

Finally, cheers to Lee (radiomoths.com) for taking this picture in the sweatiest room in Glasgow.

WE ARE FUCKING CURSED

There’s a long and weird list of strange circumstances that lead to this happening on Monday. The cosmos is against us. We should hopefully be fine to play the gig at the end of August with Closet Organ (Friday the 30th / please fucking come). No one has died yet.

My body the hand grenade

Sadly, due to the one who uses the microphone squirting horrible stuff from both ends, we shall not be playing Bloc tomorrow. This is totally shit. Sorry to both Bloc and Death Bed for doing this last minute. We have become all we hate.

THE WORLD TOUR OF GLASGOW CONTINUES

We will be playing Slippery Nights in Bar Bloc on the 2nd of May with Death Bed. This gig is free to anyone with exceptionally sad looking monolids.