You know where he’s going? Camden.
“A sexy, equestrian vibe full of breathtaking surprises and twists in which you can expect a hotspot for all of London’s music lovers. Including unique live performances, fetish, burlesque, stilt walkers, angle grinders and acrobatics alongside a residency from Filthy Few and celebrity-filled guest DJ’s, you will never fail to be entertained.”
Saturday 11/02/12 19.30 – 02.30
What the hell is up with that? What, just because we haven’t made a film? Jesus effing christ, do I look like a bag of twats? Because they’re talking to me like I’m a bag of twats.
Anyway, in order to cleanse ourselves of the shun of the ILUMINAZIs which control the internets (thanks David Micke), we are instead playing a show with so much awesome piled with so much awesome that there is no room left for ham. In fact, if the awesome were stacked up like in a game of Tetris, then it would all disappear as the row would be full. Full of awesome.
You may still be wondering if this is something you want to become part of your life (like a pint of idiot), so to give you a balanced view on whether or not you should do this, here are a list of pros and cons.
Pros:
Friday night baby!
Neon Highwire baby!
Is Tropical & Black Daniel baby!
Close to the tube baby!
They have a bar baby!
Special guests baby!
Cons:
Justin Bieber could technically attend in theory.
Anyway, here are the cold hard facts:
Date: Friday 27th January 2012.
Location: Purple Turtle, 65 Crowndale Road, London, NW1 1TN.
Nearest Tube: Mornington Crescent (Northern Line).
Opening Hours: 20:00 – 04:00.
Price: £4 advance, £5 on the door with a flyer.
Lineup: Is Tropical (DJ), Fugue B2b Bogart, Black Daniel, A Fat White Family, Neon Highwire, Bow Mods, Ozonna, The Mannakings, You Me And The Moon
In every meaning of the word, RIDE, is re-imagined as a sexual club fantasy.
Dance the night away as the RIDE dancers show off Proud Camden’s latest staging in the stables VIP area. Don’t lose your head as you look up, these girls can climb… celebrating the uniqueness of the Old Horse Hospital, the RIDE dancers will perform on newly designed scaffold stages. Circus gets a makeover- or should we say make-under and performers strip down and whip audiences into a frenzy to a sountrack of London’s top club tunes.
See World Champion Pole performer- Keem Martinez in guest appearances on new dance poles in Proud Camden’s main room, whilst fetish and RIDE dancers melt together in new group stage performances.
If you dare.. Get up close and personal on new dance stages and become one of the stars of the show in a Proud Camden’s club extravaganza at its very best.
Resident DJ Filthy Few plays a mash up of indie, electro, new wave, bass and disco alongside surprise guest DJs every week.
Line up
Entry: £10
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Burlesque in Your Kitchen: www.proudcamden.com/kitchen
Performers include:
- Elsie Diamond
- Annette Bette
- Fifi Fatale
- Puss N Boots
& Vicious Delicious

A drum
A drum
A drum
Another drum
The bass
The bass
The bass
Fucking neighbours.
Wrote another poem for y’all, that one took even less time than the last. NEW PB!
Been seeing all the ruckus about Moustache Flash and wondering “But is this for me? I need to know more about El Crazilibre aka Darren Keen”. WELL WANT NO MORE, MY FRIEND, FOR HERE IS AN INTERVIEW I DID WITH DARREN! More hot links than spiked drinks.
I’m good to you people, TOO good you could almost say, but you don’t cos you loves it rough. Much like Brian Clough, but unlike Hilary Duff.
Before before there was before
And before that we’re not so sure
When folk talked about days of yore
And we didn’t know about Al Gore
Mother mother, gentle mother
Art thou so different from the other
A light so bright you run to cover
More wrong than Die Hard without Danny Glover
That is my poem about Climate chango written over the course of the last twenty six seconds. That’s deep man, deep till it hurts.
In more jovial news, you can win tickets for our upcoming show with The Show Is The Rainbow which I’ve been banging on about so much lately that I’m starting to get sick of my own voice, but if you aren’t there then you are LITERALLY DEAD TO ME LITERALLY (yes, that is a threat on the lives of the majority of the world’s population*).
So let me help you live.
1. CLICK ON ANY FUCKING WORD IN THIS SENTENCE AS IT’S ONE BIG LINKY LINK LINKERSON.
2. FOLLOW THE INSTRUCTIONS TO WIN TICKETS TO THE SHOW ON POPULAR MUSIC AND MOUSTACHE WEBSITE NEVER ENOUGH NOTES.
3. BUY TICKETS ANYWAY COS YOU PROBABLY WON’T WIN, YOU UNFORTUNATE TROLL.
*In case some psycho reads this, I am not really going to kill everyone or anyone UNLESS IT’S WITH KINDNESS, THEN I WILL BLUDGEON THEIR FACE IN WITH IT.
Want a video? Here, have one in your face. Buy tickets now, you utter twat! Hmm, my freestyle skills are to be desired.
Yeah they are.
Here’s a bonus picture for the road (not of the road).
The battery has almost run out on my laptop. I cannot be bothered to get the power cable. I MUST WRITE THIS EMAIL BEFORE THE POWER RUNS OUT. It’s the plot to series forty six of 24, budgets vastly cut.
Last email I sent was February 18th, here’s what’s happened since then, in order of magnitude:
I Love Music Filmed Show (Neon Highwire, The Fuse, History Of The Trade)
Cafe 1001, 1 Dray Walk, 91 Brick Lane, London, E1 6QL
Blah blah blah give a sh*t,
Steve.
http://www.myspace.com/neonhighwire
http://www.facebook.com/neonhighwire
I awoke to the sound of my mobile ringing. “Amy calling”. I am tired. I will get a couple more hours sleep then phone her back. A few minutes later, BEEP BEEP. BEEP BEEP. Ah, answerphone message, simple to reply to, no worries.
Zzzzzz zzzzz
BEEP BEEP. BEEP BEEP.
Wait a second, I barely get one text a day. What if all my family have died in a car crash. Oh my god, all my family are dead and I’m just lying here like a selfish bastard on Lloyd’s floor in Woking after inviting myself around to eat all his curry and drink all his wine. I checked the phone frantically. Two messages, one an answerphone message as expected, one from my… Flatmate?
“Someone called Amy phoned the landline. Said you needed to call her urgently about playing at 229.
Wait, 229? Isn’t today the day of 6f-
FUCK!
…
“Hi Amy it’s Steve, I didn’t listen to your message but my flatmate told me you rang”
“OMGSTEVECANYOUPLAY6FESTTODAYABANDHAVEPULLEDOUTYOUNEEDTOBETHEREATONEOCLOCKONSTAGEATTHREE”
“SHIT! I’ll phone the other two and get RIGHT. BACK.”
…
Ring ring.
“LUKE!”
“Hey man, what’s up?” in a just woken up voice.
“SHUTUP! Oh wait, you’re moving today, aren’t you.”
“Yeah, what’s up?”
“We’ve just been asked to fill a cancellation for 6fest! Oh shit.”
“Oh man, that’s rubbish, we’ve gotta get this sorted today.”
MASSIVE FROWNY FACE
…
Ring ring
“Sorry Amy, Luke’s moving today, we can’t make it.”
“What are you talking about!? Phone him back, it’s only for three hours! Sod it, I’ll help him move, just get him to sort it out!”
“Damnit, you’re right! I’ll phone you back”
…
Ring ring
“Luke, it’s only from one till four, you can fuck off straight after!”
“Oh, in that case then I guess it might be possible”
“PERFECT! I’ll ring Jim”
…
Ring ring
Ring ring
Ring ring
“Hello, you’ve reached Jim Dippie’s answerph-”
…
Ring ring
Ring ring
Ring ring
“Hello, you’ve reached Jim Dippie’s answerph-”
Damnit Jim! This isn’t just the usual annoying call from Steve that you can ignore, this is srs bzns!
Much more ringing, pasting on his Facebook wall, getting in contact with his flatmates, looking through old emails to find out where he is later and… HE ANSWERS!
“Steven, why have I got 29 missed calls from you?”
“JIMCANYOUPLAY6FESTAT229TODAYYOUONLYHAVETOBETHEREFROMONETOFOURSAYYESSAYYESSAYYES”
“Steven, I’m in Kent, it’s my brother’s birthday, we’re going for a meal.”
Then it sinks in
“SHIT!”
“Oh, okay Jim, that’s a real shame, I understand it’s your fam- WHAT AM I SAYING, I’LL BUY YOUR BROTHER SOME FLOWERS I DON’T CARE IF HE THINKS I’M A CUNT, ENOUGH PEOPLE DO, BLAME IT ALL ON ME JUST SAY YES.”
“Shit. Oh, shit. I just, I’m not, oh man.”
“YES! Good man Jim, I’ll phone and say yes.”
And I did phone.
And we was too late. Like The Bishop.
Ah well, let’s go to Neon Noise Project instead. Hooray!
OMFG! We are playing at the Playground in just over 2 weeks! I can’t bloody believe it, CAN YOU? I hope you’ve got your tickets and dancing mullets at the ready. Not convinced? Ask these bears…
Union Square, The O2 Arena, Entertainment Avenue, Greenwich, London, SE10 0DX, 020 8305 4980. Free entry and £2 a drink till 20:30 which is when we’re going on stage. Perfect timing! We’re playing, could be good, could be god awful, this place doesn’t believe in soundchecks apparently. JOY! It’s not like we have a convoluted stage set up reknowned for crashing out as a stray limb punts a midi controller across the stage or anything (P.S. we do, but I have resorted to using sarcasm, I know it’s lame). As the sound is going to be unreliable I will promise to make the show one to remember in other ways. If I can walk tomorrow, I will have failed.