Eight Legs (no, I'd never heard of them either)
A few weeks ago my band had been called to fill a support slot for Eight Legs, a two-a-penny indie group who have apparently soundtracked some stuck up bitches fashion show and who's song is on one of those 'you wouldn't start a night like this' ads, in fact, it's this one.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=EuowE1SXNkA

Typical indie pricks, really stuck up, wouldn't speak to anybody else, being cocks to the soundman (whom I know to be a very nice bloke) and just generally twats.

To top it off, at this venue it's 'the done thing' to share backline (basic drums (no cymbals or snare, that sort of thing) and bass amp), but they were having non of it, even though myself and the drummer for the other support act aren't the sort to lay into a kit Keith Moon style.

Anyway, the first band played, and they were really good (The 303's, from Hull, look them up), and then we went on. Finished our set, I lug the drums off the stage so their player can put his on and slip outside for a quick cig.

As I'm stood outside, my bassist runs up to me and informs me that they've got a load of beer in a mini-fridge in the little communal backstage area (which up until this point they'd taken for themselves). Apparently he'd gone in to take in his bass amp and one of EL had scorned at him, "band members only, mate", to which my bassist shows his wristband and says, "I'm in a band, you cunt."

Anyway, you can see where this is going. We went to investigate and they had eight bottles of Becks, and four cans of Guinness.

As they went on stage, belting out their latest identikit tracks, we snuck in and they were eight bottles of Becks, and four cans of Guinness lighter.

We had a good laugh informing the security guards about what we'd done. They took it in good humour and simply said, 'good on you, they did seem like cunts.'

Eight Legs, if you're reading, yes, it was us, the little precocious twats from the Selby/Goole area who took your beer.

And we enjoyed it.

Just to finish, please enjoy this picture of me drumming my little heart out, about half an hour before we were beer stealing.

i.cr3ation.co.uk/dl/s1/jpg/873014093059906878869906825966442462986n.jpg

The snare drum and the cymbals are mine, the rest of the kit belongs to the bloody nice soundman.

(I also had a dream last night where I called Gok Wan a twat, does that count?)
(LukeHarrison says, "Your taste in music is shit!", Sat 10 Oct 2009, 23:30, 3 replies)

Beer theft is always good -unless you're the victim
However ,you dont appear to be drumming your heart out,more tapping along to Andy Williams ....I clicked anyway.
( bane, Sat 10 Oct 2009, 23:38, closed)

Same night, different picture.
i.cr3ation.co.uk/dl/s1/jpg/873014093067906878869906825966543306893n.jpg

Although you don't need to look like you're twatting them to actually be twatting them, see the bit about not looking like we'd destroy the kit in the OP.

I think it's the suit that brought on the Andy Williams comment, right? I thought I looked a swarve, swinging hip cat.

The rest of my band said I looked like a geography teacher...

(oh, and thanks for the click. Much appreciated! :D)
(LukeHarrison says, "Your taste in music is shit!", Sat 10 Oct 2009, 23:51, closed)

Needs
a hair cut.




Yeti.
( Piper Alpha is being a grumpy northerm bastard on:, Sun 11 Oct 2009, 12:42, closed)