Day 6 – Geoff and Badger Crawl into Tinsel town

Edinburgh – here at last.

Two gigs Monday

- one with everything out of tune but people listened. One man said ” i didn’t hear any of your words apart from civilisation crumbles” and he shook his head. So it’s not just our visual appearance that people remember.
The other gig at C Venue’s cabaret stage went well as Geoff got well angry and played a storming set even getting the audience to clap- without asking. A drummer still – he pushes the beat. We got into surreal land with the badger and camel throwing down Sex in Nebraska and we forgot about the pissing rain outside. People improvised here taking lyrics from the crowd- good to see some brave hit and miss. Polished sucks.

Tinsel Town Arrives in Our Physical Minds

Geoff Smartens Up His Act

Two gigs Tuesday @ two zoo bars! (Roxy Art bar).

the first inside a sort of weird underground shack was the start of our electronic nightmare – but a rendition of high and some discussion about lefthandedness, dyslexia, dyspraxia and autism with another confused audience. A handful there when we started and a packet by the end. A fan wanted a Barry t-shirt- we need a manager. So instead we sold a couple of cds.

Barry Roacks the Roxy

They got followed to the next venue by a french film-maker Julien and rapper Jean-Marc . They did a good roady job and we filmed a song in the toilet- as you do. We got on finally after Olvis left the stage another elvis inpersonator form the old guard of disappointed fucks- washed up weirdos you find in Bristol. The irony of the phrase fuck elvis on my guitar striking a chord – egos everywhere in Edinburgh. We’re not trying to make it – we’re just doing our thing- having fun with life.

Anyhow The electronics blew up Barry burst into Kidney and Sex in Nebraska- the sound engineer cracking up – in a good way. The harder Barry tried to perform the worse it got the stage got trashed and started ranting terrible tales in German – the sett was ended and Olvis was waiting in the wings as he was hoping to get more time to do his shitty pissed old man with a detuned guitar and a straw hat. Shame. Time for an encore outside with Julien and Jean Marc and then some scottish dude called Allan.