Better late than never....
Ok, almost two weeks ago now, Scott Alexander, Whispering Dan and I went up to London to the Tin Pan Alley Festival, in Denmark St London (famous for it's many music shops and the recording studio where the likes of Jimi Hendrix, The Beatles and.....erm......Coolio? have recorded in the past) The primary reason for this excursion was to see the barbs (of course) but the other bands were also quite cool, here are some pictures to illustrate the variety on display


folkish Gypsy guy and his two little helpers, surprisingly pleasant, good stuff to relax to

Senor Senor, who were playing latin style covers of classic rock tracks (the Ace Of Spades with trumpets!!) not nearly as bad as it sounds and very funny!!!

ahh...............the Barbs,
http://img29.photobucket.com/albums/v86/theprisoner/013_10.jpg
http://img29.photobucket.com/albums/v86/theprisoner/012_09.jpg

The Others, headline act and the only group present to have a fan club (The 853 Kamakazi Stage Diving Squad) who i have now made this recruiting poster for....
http://img29.photobucket.com/albums/v86/theprisoner/853_copy.jpg
watch out for these guys, they're gonna be huge!

apologies for the lack of posting btw, have been working all week! (£200+ for four days work ain't to shabby :P)

TTFN

todays music: Queens of the stone age-Go With The Flow
todays t-Shirt:-I may not be totally perfect but some parts of me are fcuking excellent!
 

# posted by The Prisoner | 7:12 PM |

Y'know i'm born to lose, and gamblings for fools, but thats the way i like it baby i dont wanna live for eva.....and don't forget the joker!.........Daddy.......Do you call me daddy cos im old? do you call me baby cos im young? and i could be the one, who gets to take you home. Honey.....do you call me honey cos im sweet? sweet like the sugar in my tea, and i take more than three, and thats what makes me sweet. and i would like to say today it would be nice to run away, monday to thursday every week, we can see what we can be. and you wont serve another drink to lonely men who think they own a piece of you, they snap their fingers, tell you what to do. and they would like to take you home, well i guess their not alone.....................This aint murdermile its just the way i smile. Kiss all your fingers, whats that for? You'll never get to heaven with your shirt all torn..........Not a prisoner, i'm a free man, and my blood is my own now, dont care where the past was, i know where i'm going!......On Iron Horse he flies, on iron horse he'd gladly die.....Change, everything you are and everything you were, youre number has been called, fights battles have begun revenge will surely come, your hard times are ahead.......We're all living in amerika, amerika ist wunderbar......FUCK YOU I WONT DO WHAT YA TELL ME......Sandy why can't we look the other way?......Where's my Elvis?.....Don't try rules cos they do not apply.....She got me with a suckerpunch.....
Click for extensive links
archive

03/01/2004 - 04/01/2004
04/01/2004 - 05/01/2004
05/01/2004 - 06/01/2004
06/01/2004 - 07/01/2004
07/01/2004 - 08/01/2004
08/01/2004 - 09/01/2004
09/01/2004 - 10/01/2004
10/01/2004 - 11/01/2004
11/01/2004 - 12/01/2004
12/01/2004 - 01/01/2005
01/01/2005 - 02/01/2005
02/01/2005 - 03/01/2005
03/01/2005 - 04/01/2005
04/01/2005 - 05/01/2005
05/01/2005 - 06/01/2005
06/01/2005 - 07/01/2005
07/01/2005 - 08/01/2005
08/01/2005 - 09/01/2005
09/01/2005 - 10/01/2005
10/01/2005 - 11/01/2005
11/01/2005 - 12/01/2005
12/01/2005 - 01/01/2006
01/01/2006 - 02/01/2006
02/01/2006 - 03/01/2006
03/01/2006 - 04/01/2006
04/01/2006 - 05/01/2006
05/01/2006 - 06/01/2006