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My personal Spinal Tap moment came when we got locked into the Festival Hall in London by accident. We ended up wandering the maze of backstage corridors carrying a three foot high piece of cheese looking for the one door that would lead us to salvation.
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( , Thu 29 Jun 2006, 13:47)
My personal Spinal Tap moment came when we got locked into the Festival Hall in London by accident. We ended up wandering the maze of backstage corridors carrying a three foot high piece of cheese looking for the one door that would lead us to salvation.
What goes on tour may stay on tour, but B3ta doesn't count. Tell us everything.
( , Thu 29 Jun 2006, 13:47)
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Searchlights rock
Went to a little free party last year - a few old mates from school, a generator, decks and a half decent sound system, in a nice secluded spot in the woodlands.
After an hour or 2 of boozing and bopping away to some techno, we see a police helicopter not too far away, searchlight (doing as a good searchlight does), searching around for something. The music goes off, the lights go out, everyone looks a bit unsure of what to do next. The decision is made to fuck it and stick the music back on. Before long, that searchlight hits us - the DJ pauses, looks around - and promptly turns it up a notch.
Cue the coppers putting their megaphone on, telling the 50ish strong crowd to go home, and the dj to "switch the music off and step away from the decks". It was a good 15 or so minutes before the plod (doing what good plod do best) plodded up to us on foot, the whole time with everyone raving like crazy in the searchlight of the chopper :D
Maybe you just had to be there, but that was cool as fuck.
( , Wed 5 Jul 2006, 21:31, Reply)
Went to a little free party last year - a few old mates from school, a generator, decks and a half decent sound system, in a nice secluded spot in the woodlands.
After an hour or 2 of boozing and bopping away to some techno, we see a police helicopter not too far away, searchlight (doing as a good searchlight does), searching around for something. The music goes off, the lights go out, everyone looks a bit unsure of what to do next. The decision is made to fuck it and stick the music back on. Before long, that searchlight hits us - the DJ pauses, looks around - and promptly turns it up a notch.
Cue the coppers putting their megaphone on, telling the 50ish strong crowd to go home, and the dj to "switch the music off and step away from the decks". It was a good 15 or so minutes before the plod (doing what good plod do best) plodded up to us on foot, the whole time with everyone raving like crazy in the searchlight of the chopper :D
Maybe you just had to be there, but that was cool as fuck.
( , Wed 5 Jul 2006, 21:31, Reply)
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