TUESDAY, JULY 15, 2008
i know some times news slips in late, and my memory fogs out a bit and i don't make much sense, but i do my best talking to you. it's summer.
i took about 36 outfits to the mighty boosh festival and within a half hour had changed 3 times. the vibe was rather circus like, a surrealist picnic, with late night swimming, a rather weird and wonderful meeting of minds.
we had an amazing time. the audience looked like a rainbow, and may well have been hovering off the ground for all i know. let's do it again.
i do believe i ran across a golf course at 7am wearing the mirror ball suit.
but i could have dreamt that.
PARIS was paris as usual. a quick visit, a slide show of faces. a gig that i rather liked in an art gallery that was cool... but then a backstage robbery of my new ipod left me wanting to strangle someone with the red feather boa marine hated cos it didn't match her dress. i left paris pissed off.
Montreaux lifted my spirits. we played the festival with das pop and the gossip.
the gossip and the kills should just tour together forever and be one happy family as we always tend to have impossibly too much fun. the city was amazing. we were right down by the water. nathan swore the sea was full of pumpkins and i swore it was full of eels. all disagreements aside, somehow we found mexican food at 4am and an artistic collection of microwave ovens stacked up like nam june paik might have come back an done a ghostly art piece, his new thing: "rectangles that heat with radiation." r.i.p.
you never know.
and finally, we got a chance to get to brussels and see our pieces in the exhibition there, "it's not only rock and roll baby", at Bozar. if you haven't been there yet, please go because it's wonderful. yoko ono, patti smith, nick zinner, ms kitten, karen black, brian eno and many more have pieces there and it's on until september. you won't regret it, there's tons to see and if i were you, i'd make a day of it.
and Les Ardentes festival was good. Hey belgium, you are an excellent gang.
we played along side spiritulized, who were amazing... and had a great time, stayed in an old holiday inn with no concept of breakfast.
arriving in brugge... was pretty genius. what a wild old town. i have a bunch of duck and goose feathers that jamie found for me on the banks while we fed hundreds of birds some 25 sandwiches. don't ask us how we got hold of so many sandwiches...
p.s. we all HATE sandwiches now.
but the festival was good, small, green, full of kids that someone seemed to have conned into, constantly through out the day, pick up all the festival trash. they did so with absolute joy. but some were a little confused. i saw one boy pulling branches off a tree and filling his sack with them. also rocks. nobody's perfect.
so we're back in london for a few days... then it's off to france again, then spain. see you then.
x vv
