The Wheels On The Bus . . .
I have always believed that great ideas are like invisible strikes of light, floating up and around, filling up the wild unknown atmospheres of this grand universe. Millions upon millions of the little buggers, all of them hoping that one day some visionary hand will pluck them down and make good their potential. Many ideas, having been plucked by some foolhardy dreamer, find themselves dried out, derelict and sadly unrealised. Perhaps lain on some bedsit floor, other times in ashtrays in public houses; more often than not, lost or forgotten, let loose on the wind until maybe some other being dares to take advantage of it. God knows I have lost many to mindless idleness and other such misfortunes over the years
The streets of Britain are full of the ridiculous and revolutionary, ideas that have fallen just short of pure brilliance. Nevertheless, those who have the courage and determination required to attempt to realise even one idea, those individuals who dare not only to enjoy the prospect of an idea over a few beers in the pub with mates, but to urge it into something actual, are to be wholly respected. Whether their endeavour is deemed a success or not – whether it flounders and falls flat on its face in a fit of hysterical calamity, or whether it is simply misunderstood – it matters not, because at least that great idea has been given the opportunity to exist and others the chance to witness its potential.
The Sharabang Tour, on which we played two shows over the last week, has, for us, fallen into the category of those great ideas that weren’t quite sea-worthy when they left shore. Perhaps the idea itself was too youthful, or perhaps the visionary hand that plucked it from the ether was itself lacking in the experience necessary to take on such a mammoth task, or maybe it is us that have simply misunderstood. Either way… that the Sharabang idea has been given a shot, and hopefully, will continue its quest over the following few weeks, is a damn good thing.
However, regrettably we will not be joining them for the remainder of their journey, so our performances in Liverpool, Coventry, Manchester, Nottingham and London have been cancelled. Sorry for any disappointment, and we wish the Sharabang Tour all the best.
CroOK
xxx
really nice writings there man. sorry to hear you had to cancel the rest of those dates..
that ether idea is an intriguing one, like you say :
“Millions upon millions of the little buggers, all of them hoping that one day some visionary hand will pluck them down and make good their potential.”
its kinda like the ideas are waiting in anticipation (in mind?) for you to “pluck them out”
and too, once one has come along many follow i find!
peace n strums x
I know this isn’t neccessarily the best place to air this thought but I have to share, I hope you don’t mind…it is the exact OPPOSITE of the brilliant ideas you mention earlier.
I was reading about the prostitute killer in the paper and how he’s the self-declared “Crossbow Cannibal” and I thought, hold on a minute- if he’s the Crossbow Cannibal shouldn’t he be a crossbow….and eat other crossbows?
What a pleb!
Sorry, I just had to share!
dAn. x
fair point dAn. this summer sun seems to be bringing out some strange people from the edges of the blade of albion, what with that fella and this other guy in cumbira (sic) and stuff.
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I predict a whole lot more of this kinda shit over the next 10 years. Too many lost people, too much interference blazing into their minds eye, and no positive way in which to release all that which festers inside. Strange and sad, but hardly a surprise.
mmm .. was in the park earlier and saw a couple who were really quite drunk, shouting at each other, with a poor baby girl crying in a pushchair with her little face totally sunburnt because she clearly got left out in the sun all day. I am going to feel sad for days. If she grows up wanting to kill people I think I might be able to explain myself why.
i thought it would be 2012 when all falls into the sea! it has that kinda ring to it. how was the gig at folkestone? i was gonna go as it’s fairly near(ish) but it was a bit of a headache trying to figure it all out as it’s on the otherside of east kent
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Folkstone gig was great. We haven’t played down that way before, our eyes seem to search in the opposite direction, but we’ll be making the effort from now on. xxx Bring 2012 on, can’t fucking wait.
If the world is going to end in 2012 can u please release the new album a bit sooner? ps. Hope you got my thank you message xxx
Not much chance of it actually ending, but just in case, I promise you’ll have the album by Autumn. xxx
eyes very rarely look towards east kent sadly. apart from the odd appearance from lord childish of chatham it’s mainly bad heavy metal or cheesy punk groups. having said that the deal folk festival is really nice.
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