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Good Shoes UK Tour announcement
So, here we are again, announcing another tour! A smaller one this time, a little bit more intimate - which is how we like it – in venues we have never played before (well, most of them anyway). We hope to see you all there. November: 13th London Calling Festival, Amsterdam 18th New Slang, Kingston 19th Winchester Railway 20th Cambridge Haymakers 22nd Sheffield Leadmill 23rd Manchester FAC251 24th London Cargo 25th Nottingham Bodega Our summer was huge! We were away most weekends playing European festivals – Hurricane, Dockville, Highfield, Les Ardentes to name a few – as well as festivals at home such as Glastonbury, Truck, Kendal Calling and most recently Offset (we love Offset), so apologies if we haven’t been in touch as much as we would like. It’s been nice meeting you all over the summer and look forward meeting more of you over the coming months. Much love, Will -
Tour Pt III
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Manchester/Exeter/Portsmouth...on the road
Manchester:
Steve: Right now we are enjoying the hospitality of "loose talk costs lives" and "silver hips". I have licked a whisk, one covered in chocolate, and this morning we visited the largest asda in Europe which sits in the shadow of the man city football stadium.Tom:The asda was overwhelming, i spent 15 minutes walking aimlessly up and down the isles to eventually buying six rolled crepes and some grapes. im pretty pleased with the outcome of this event. a couple games of fifa and an episode of Freaks and geeks and were ready for the Leeds HiFi club.
Exeter:Steve: In exeter we were told that none of the students were in town, we laughed that off as trivial, but deep down we were crying into our oven pizza's. there was blood in the sink and hand soap in the urinal.
Tom: The cavern is a pretty nice venue, intimate and sticky. This seems to be a reassuring theme with the best results.
Steve: knats were pouring out off the river exe and we almost played football in a graveyard.
Tom: We stumbled into a park and stuck around for 20 minutes until the light stopped eveything.
Steve: We met jack who thought our leads singers name was le rhys.
Portsmouth:
Steve: In pompey, home of the royal navy and the recently built hms daring, some prick was insulting our tour manager, somebody else used a headbutt. we spent a brief stint on the shore. Wolverhampton introduced us to the bands cajole cajole and galahads, had a balti at jivans, a lady was outside in shades singing improvised r and b into her phone, noel had a house party, he had chickens, gary from is tropical entered their pen and became covered in their ass matter, i placed one of their eggs into my mouth not considering the detritus caked around the shell, later kirsty stabbed it with a pen and we smashed a big glass notice board, sorry about that noel, and good luck with business. it was a typical affair and police showed up to remind us it was tuesday, we withdrew to travelodge much later. fun was had. i'm sorry to say that the egg on my veggie breakfast at the deaf institue was over cooked, no way of sugar coating that. should,ve got the meat breakfast right?
Tom: Sadly Portsmouth was was destroyed by a couple of fights in the crowd, the spaz in the front row and is tropical getting there laptop nicked from there van. Wolverhampton on the other hand was rockin. the sound was good the crowd was loud and the support bands were pretty sweet aswell.
Leeds next!
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scrumptious times
we came into Norwich on Unthank road. do you live there?
the venue was once a church. the crucifixes have long since been dragged out of there.
I ripped my jeans during some two on two action in a car park behind the venue, football.
i heard someone say: "i'm in Norwich" yes i thought, we all are.
we played the show. and congregated with our tour buddies; Is Tropical, passing around some booze and chatting about things when suddenly a topless man stuck his gurning bald head out of a first floor window further down and said "some of us are trying to sleep" immediately followed by a slow creeping cackle "a a a a a a a a", which indicated he was not one of these people he speaks of.
later a decision of night spot, mustard or havana, Norwich is the home of colemans however we went to havana. we were correct. here amidst many other ravers i met TJ Baldwin, future olympic skier, so i was told. good luck TJ and thanks for the
J bomb.
Gloucester
Steve: well tom what the hell happened in gloucester i cant remember anything i just woke with a sore head in a yurt.
Tom: The night started off in the guildhall, we played a pretty good gig to a pretty substantial audience. The venue was very nice, we had a great lasagne with a game of pictionary to follow.
Will: The bassist in the support band got bitten by an insect and his leg swelled up - then he vommed in the bin. He was okay, thankfully. It was his brother that invited us to his dad's orchard.
Steve: Crap! an insect! yes i can remember those boys their band was called the crowd. oh god the word orchard has brought it all back, what were we drinking?
Will: Homemade scrumpy, infused with beetroot. Incredible stuff, very dry and delicious. Dave told us all about how it was made, but I cant remember what he said because I was already drunk by then.
Tom: It was a very nice and an incredibly memorable experience. I want this life. Also he was on river cottage and more importantly he explained the horrors of GM production.
Steve: wow! i must of been on the compost toilet at the time. and thanks max for the tutorial, i was worried i was going to crap in the mausoleum by mistake, i was needlessly paranoid, they didn't even have one. Those guys were really kind, even made us toast in the morning, and we woke up under the bloom of their glorious pear tree, the crowing cock, the sun, the bleating goat, our sound guy had chewing gum in his hair, hahahaha. what then?
Will: We went to Portsmouth, the home of scurvy.