Thursday, September 10, 2009
Thursday, September 3, 2009
It will be held at upstairs Cook. Some of you may accidentally let out a wee shriek as I did, but take your rapidly collapsing phallus or anti-phallus and draw circles on it with your finger thinking of the cheap beer, the great space available, and the vicinity to knox pharmacy for that late night pseudoephedrine smash and grab.
We are hopefully recording a live album from it, depending on how drunk we get and how good the set sounds.
We also have supporting the gig:
Thundercub (thunder bolt grizzly cubs)
Mountaineater (sounds like 5 thousand Kevin Costners screaming)
Soulseller (party boys)
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Monday, August 17, 2009
We played a gig with Charlie ASH(from Wellington) and Knives At Noon at Refuel earlier this month, and it was hilarious.
We had been given a couple of bottles of bourbon before the gig (our slot was at 2.30am and we have sworn never to stay sober for a late gig again after the debacle which occurred at backstage when we played at 5.30am and the fuckin gear all fell apart, Ironically we had swapped slots at another bands request) and it is reasonable to say we were a little drunk. Anyway the two other bands had just played great sets to a reasonable sized crowd considering the time.
Our band had been working on the door for the majority of the night, except for a spell when someone from Knives At Noon took over. When it came time to begin setting our gear up, I asked Charlie ASH (since it was their gig) if they could organise somebody to take over the door. The guy told me just to pull the cover charge from the door. I went back and counted up the money and they had made $200 on the door, none of which was obviously going to be seen by us. At the time I didn't think about it but the fucker could've worked the door a bit longer so they could at least try and offer the other bands some money rather than just being a lazy prick.
Quite a few of our friends had come along to watch us since we had not played in a while, including our bass players fiancee and her mother over from Ireland. We played what could only be described as a bourbon-set. It was fun, hilarious and hazy.
We had discovered that our bass rig that we supplied as backline was not working after Charlie ASH' set and they had overdriven it or something. At one stage, because the synth batteries had run low I exited stage and went to get a drink from the band room, and discovered all of charlie ASH sitting around in a circle. This is fine, I don't give a shit but It'll become clear soon. During the set, Andy said over the mic, "Thanks to Knives at Noon for having us and to Chasrlie ASH for breaking our bass amp and stealing our mates congos". (A year earlier after a Charlie ASH gig at backstage, the band took off knowingly with our friend Al Burns' congo drums. After much trying, he eventually got them back after a long time mind you.) Such was the nature of the set that I then cussed at the audience extensively.
While we were packing up our stuff, the Charlie ASH guitarist came up to me and started having a go at me for saying shit about them over the mic... I asked him what the fuck he was talking about and he continued on in this manner, and then the drummer came over and started verbally chastising me as well. These douche bags got me right wound up, as i had no idea what the fuck they were on about and then it became laughingly apparent that the dick heads had gotten some second hand information about someone "saying shit about them on stage" and mistaken Andy for me. The fuckin fucker then had the audacity to tell me they had done us a favour by letting us play... what. the. fuck. Andy came over and tried to smooth shit over saying it was him, but these fuck heads were stubborn. The last thing we felt like doing after playing a set in the AM is to then receive an abusing for playing support.
Ok, maybe what we said on stage shouldn't have been said, but in any case, it was the truth and if they don't want the truth to be told then maybe they shouldn't do shit that would paint them in a bad light.
I feel stink that Knives At Noon were kind of caught in the middle of this, especially after the way they had looked after us.
Then while I was walking home along North Road with my girlfriend, minding our own goddamned business, some ratty 19 year old looking fucker who could barely stand came up to me and started going on "say one more word". I said "what the fuck you talking about?" He replied "say one more word" while polishing his knuckles. This cunt could barely stand up, I told him to keep walking and not to act like a cunt. He kept on going: "say one more word" by this stage i'd said at least 24. I had this urge to push him over and let him die of hypothermia when he couldn't bring himself back to his feet, but eventually his friend came back and grabbed him. what a mother fucker. I totally wouldn't mind if that guy was run over by a boy racer, then that boy racer spent ten years in prison for manslaughter.
What a joke of a night.
Friday, July 17, 2009
It was quite a nice atmosphere with the food stalls and carnival rides. After an initial blow out when we found out that the micro korg power source was fucked, Someone from the OUSA team sourced some batteries and saved the day on that front. props.
Next gigs are 1st August at Refuel with Charlie ASH and Knives At Noon (after Kora)
7th August at Chicks for Julian Temple Band's Quiet Earth Album Release.
26th August Refuel Pint Night with Knives At Noon
19th September Sammys for Left Or Right's Album Release.
Also The Fourth World is now number 9 on Kiwi FM top ten. Help us out by voting at kiwifm.co.nz ! Thanks for voting us in there.
Friday, July 10, 2009
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Go to Kiwifm.co.nz and choose to vote on the top ten, we're not on the list but if you enter it in at the bottom, that'd be super sweet of you cuties. I KNOW we don't like taking too much time out of your important 'research' internet time, but do it for mother Russia, and us. And do it for Laika, the first dog in outer space, who died up there. He'd be very thankful too. We miss you Laika.