In my teenage band
One night our bass played fell asleep sat on his amp whilst waiting for me to change a string.

Reet professional, we were....

Fucking great full-colour psychedelic posters for our gigs though. My brother is a talented artist. We never charged more than £1 to get in, because we were crap, I mean, hippies.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Fri 25 Sep 2009, 14:59, 1 reply, 16 years ago)

ha, that sounds good!
you sound like you were about as professional as we are
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Fri 25 Sep 2009, 15:25, Reply)

we were called Electric Head Funk
and we had no songs - just some riffs that we freaked out over.

We were remarkably popular on the traveller's site/squat party kind of scene - this had nothing at all to do with drug dealing. Or £1 entry fees.

Nothing at all.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Fri 25 Sep 2009, 15:40, Reply)

you sound exactly like the sort of band I'd like to see
!
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Fri 25 Sep 2009, 15:54, Reply)

I think I may have some bootlegs
and rehearsal recordings somewhere - they are probably excruciatingly bad. I fancied myself as quite the axeman back then. We were a kind of low-rent Ozric Tentacles - in our minds.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Fri 25 Sep 2009, 16:17, Reply)

awesome

( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Fri 25 Sep 2009, 16:21, Reply)