beacons festival tour blog

then we went to beacons to play a show and loiter backstage pretending we were U2, ordering gin and tonic and shouting our shitty little pathetic catch phrases, that we love. it was ace. here is a inadequate documentation of the events, hindered by my forgetting to actually take many pictures and being too busy slapping the bar assistants for putting lime in our drinks and the resulting encounters with the authorities.

''**** drivers''

 we arrived in some volkswagon car van machine driven by rob slater, famed accent merchant. there are only 3 pictures of rob and heres one of them, although its of the back of his head, its actually my favourite section of his sweet body

fuckin BASTARD BEN

we set up camp and aiden kindly wrote these details on Mikes tent so he knew where he was sleeping. heart of gold that lad, heart of gold, although he did spell cunt wrong.

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this is TDOG THORNDOG, someones friend if im not mistaken, does an impression of a 

para-olympian

i'd really like to go to Japan one day

 

 

 

 

 

 

then came one of the most iconic moments of Beacons illustrious one year history, the brave conquering of SheepHill 

those little tenty looking things are the tents

heres a sequence of pictures that occured after the king of sheep hill and the wool prince ascended to the mighty peak

 like a stuka dive bomber this cage-parachute abomination dove from the blue skies and pierced our tranquil contentment from our scaling of the powerful ridge

 we had a contender, some other brave fool searching for glory and booze, sweet sweet wine booze specifically, another who would hope to claim the cruel knoll as his own. the sweet sweet cruel knoll

 from the skies came our foe, but when earthly beings offer the gods nough but sin and redemption, the grazed alp will chose a new lord. WHAT THE FUCK I AM TALKING ABOUT

this unholy fan-cage-chute seat was close enough to touch, also close enough to throw sheep dung at.

 

 

 

''combat episode 3''

 when night came

we saw aiden out and about on his bike, wait have I used this one already? as I said before, not much material to work with

we also played a gig, heres a tent.

little sweet review on saturdays activities

 ''the first 2 songs''

the gig went really well, no one shouted 'you suck' so we were relieved about it. we were also slighty worried about playing at 12, as no one was allowed into the area untill 12. this led to people asking if we could play the first 2 songs again, I told them that we never played the first 2 songs, it was obvious I was lying and I felt bad about this for a short period. but then I just concentrated on playing some sweet sweet riffs to take my mind of things. Later, while contemplating the whole ordeal I realised we couldn't have not played the first two songs of the set, but next time I was adament that we wouldnt play the first two songs of the set, no matter how impossible that seems and is.

they had golf buggys to drive the big shots around in

next time you find yourself at a festival holding aloft a tape player you should consider the fact that absolutely everyone will think youre a boss. and you should try to figure out if you can handle that kind of pressure. many a man crumble under the translucent weight of an  anachronistic music device, not this man.

so long beacons.

believe in yourself

next time, we make friends