Leeds Cockpit, 26th Feb 09

I think we pretty much defined the term "amazing night" tonight. We played in the Cockpit 2 room upstairs with Sketches, Little Death and the mighty Titus Andronicus.

Our mate Camron at Two Ducks Disco made this pretty sweet poster for the gig.

However, in the main room of the Cockpit just happened to be two of our most favourite bands EVER playing; The Bronx and Fucked Up, both of whom absolutely kill things to death on a daily basis.
We were told the gig was sold out with a huge guestlist and there was no way we could watch them, despite playing in the next room to them.

So Harry and I, just walked on stage with Fucked Up and watched the whole thing from 4ft away at the side of the stage. They were fast as hell and Pink eyes got his moobs out as expected and spent most of the time in the crowd teaching everyone how to beg for
forgiveness.

After we were done watching Fucked Up, we went straight upstairs and played our gig, to a pretty packed crowd. If you havent been to Cockpit 2, its in a railway arch but it looks like a bomb shelter and makes things sound loud as hell. We were even lounder than usual, which i was starting to think was impossible, but apparently not. Harry puked everywhere on the last song which was pretty foul, but hey, rock and roll!!

This was Sketches who played before us, the room is crazy, but these guys had a pretty epic sound and are from Leeds so you should check them out.

We finished our set and I ran back round the main stage and watched The Bronx from 4ft away again. It was the coolest thing ever to stand next to my favourite band in the world and watch them play to a room full of people going ape shit for them. This is the 6th time I have seen them and they get constantly more and more intense eveytime. I remember the first time I saw them support The Distillers years ago at Manchester Academy and Matt was just reading passages out of the Bible between songs and the dumb fucking audience were just shouting for Brody Armstrong to come on! Dicks.

You should check out their Mariarche band, its like traditional Mexican music, El Bronx be the name of that project.

After taking a few photos, none of which were any good as it was so sweaty on stage my lenses kept on steaming, I got involved in some jump-off-a-speaker-and-kick-some-new-era-wearing-scene-kid-in-the-head action. I watched the set come to an end from within the pit of melted faces and ran upstairs to catch the last three songs of Titus Andronicus' set, who just signed to XL Recordings. They were really rad and were really cool guys, they will come back around again for sure!

All in all the night kick started a awesome weekend for us and was topped off by a girl handing
me this fucking nugget of gold!!!

Limited Screen Print Posters

Hey yalll,

The crazy sonovabith who we have the misfortune to know made us this poster, which we are gonna get prined up on some real nice, thick card for whoever wants one. Savage Wolf be the name of the designer and at no extra cost we can print it up using our own shit instead of paint if you do so wish. Oh and dont rub your eyes at this poster, you aint trippin son, its just two offset colours, cos we're fucking with your head yeh?

Manchester Roadhouse 11th Feb 2009

We played our first show in Manchester in ages and our friend Luke from Loveless put us on at the Roadhouse in Mancland with Sycamore who made sick, heavy, heady phsych, swamp music and it was a toatal stoner-fest. Serpentine Pad opened up with a frantic, three guitar, wall of sound post punk slab of wierdness. Both bands are well worth checking out. Stop Making Sense Djs played some banging tunes and fun was had by all. Loads of really nice people were there and we got to hang out and play table football and shi'ite.

Also, this guy from City Life reviewed our show and i think he pretty much sucked us dry with this one, in a very obscene manner.

its starts like this...
"I DON'T care who you are or what you were doing. If you weren’t at The Roadhouse last night for The Old Romantic Killer Band then you’ve missed out big-time – yet again."

It gets so much better.
Enjoy.

BBC Radio Humber

So we were asked a couple of weeks ago to go on down to Hull to the BBC radio studios on a sunday night, set up our gear in their studio and bash out some tunes, so we did. We performed two yet to be recorded songs called "December Snapshots" and "My father the Ghost" along with our yet to be released new single "Things To Come."

We drove down with our main man Ash and we had to set up in the reception at the BBC studios so we wouldn't literally melt all their studio equipment with our heaviness. We blasted through the songs and got the fuck out of there, cos its Hull. We had a little interview on the air, which i can imagine was borderline rediculous, but we should have the recodings should be with us asap so I will stick em up here for yous!

Manchester Big Hands - 7th November '08

Word!!

  This was the best show ever!! We basically set this up ourselves to celebrate our single being available - PARTY TIME. We got Wonderswan and Piskie Sits to come down too and all our manchester friends and it was a rad time! Its a tiny venue so it was sweaty and ace and packed!

   Wonderswan were ace, their new songs are really cool - albeit noisy as fuck. Piskie Sits were the best i've ever seen them - its probably getting really boring us championing them all the time but i don't care because they have such good songs and are champs. Tour is going to be fun as hell.

   I think we played ok, we played December Snapshots again and also an even new one that hasn't got a name yet, it's about time we played some new songs and we're gonna try and book some studio time and get them recorded asap.

   It was rad to go to 'bring on the dancing horses' after too - a bit electro for me but it was good to have everyone around hanging out and drinking.  How ace is The Deaf Institute?!

   Had a bratwurst (?) for breakfast with Wonderswan too - beat that shit.

hx

Sheffield Harley - 2nd November 2008

Considering how fucking tired and disgusting we felt, Sheffield was made instantly friendly by meeting up with my old schoolmate Tom and a couple of beers. Greg slept at the venue for a couple of hours and after I waved goodbye to Tom went and discovered about twenty-eight 40p reduced sandwiches and sushi from Tesco - result!
OK, so its Sunday, its pissing it down, we're in Sheffield - I'm not sure exactly what we werer expecting but it was 300% better than what was in our heads. Cooper is a rad promoter and a good friend, we played with a cool band called The Hipshakes who kind-of sounded like Black Lips, it was nice to hang with Dan DeathByShoes too aswell as a bunch of other really nice people. The show was fun, a little restrained considering our physical state, and we played a brand-new song (I think it will be called 'December Snapshots' after by brothers old band that I got the ideo of Old Romantics off) and it went down really well.
Good friendly vibes all round again before we sold all our cds and went home!! We meandered through the Penines through dense fog and blackness with Liars on really loud before getting back, cup of tea then sleep for seven million hours - ace weekend.

hx

London Metro - 1st November 2008

Greg and I turned this show into a little prolonged trip to London becasue my brother and his sister live there so we got some quality sibling-time in. What normally seems like forever to get to London was in-fact fine - the drive down went really quick and a shit load of Fucked Up and Wild Beasts made the journey almost enjoyable! We chilled round Gregs sisters and went to the Mark Rothko exhibition at thw Tate Modern and ate an actual chilli-dog in some American diner which was awesome. Next day was filled with more hanging out and beers with old friends before we played The Metro on Saturday night.
The show was fun, made more fun by our friends coming along on a rainy saturday night to see us, it was a horrible night outside on busy Oxford Street. The crowd was good, lots of new faces, plus Ed (bad sneakers) and Ben (our lawyers) came down and it was a really friendly vibe.
We decided to completely un-consider we had to drive back to Sheffield for a show the next afternoon and went to a party and did all manner of wrong things until 8 am...
We must have had about two hours sleep before saying goodbye to our friends and injecting our eyeballs with bright blue energy drinks. We got to Sheffield with the aid of:
1. Windows wide open.
2. Earth records of full blast.
3. Popcorn Chicken.
4. Talking for the sake of talking (really loudly).
5. Regular changing of the voice on the TomTom (there was even an Australian one!).

Finally we got to Sheffield...

hx