Tuesday 21 April 2009

March Tour Whitehaven



Even been to Whitehaven, course you haven't because its on the edge of nowhere, thats right not in the "middle" of nowhere, which is quite a popular expression, but on the "edge." Only the grimness of the Irish Sea in one direction and a world of shit in the other direction. This place was where they were supposed to film "The League Of Gentlemen" but the crew flat out refused because it was just too wierd. Thats a lie, but its wierd, truthfully. We played with Antarctic Monkeys, yep, you read it right, they were a covers band and there manager looked like Mickey from The League Of Gentlemen, he was a real life gypsy I think. The band were full of shame and self loathing for what they were doing and found it more so perculiar to be on a bill with a real life band who played their own songs, they even exlaimed "So you don't have ANY covers in your set?" yeah true story shit for brains.

One interesting fact about Whitehaven is that the "founder" of the good old US of A, George Washington, had a grandma and when she finally croaked she was burried in a church in Whitehaven that has palm trees. Harry and I walked round Whitehaven at night to try and get a real sense for the place. We saw a church upon a hill and the bells were ringing so we decided to walk up and have a look. All the way up this hill the church bells were ringing through the streets of Whitehaven, when we got up to the top of the hill I took one step into the grounds of the church, through the gates and the bells stopped. All we could hear was the sea. We walked into the church and no one was there, it seemed a little creepy so we decided to leave, we walked down the path from the church doors and I took one step out of the church grounds and the bells started ringing again. NO SHIT, really wierd stuff, sincerely.

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