We recently performed at the most beautiful UK festival 'Latitude', where we played in the forest. Sheep kissed different coloured sheep and after it was all over we followed the road to the sea where we lay in the ocean bed and listened to the sound of the water rushing over millions of perfect stones. We dried off in the sun and our eyes were filled with the
sugar coated colours of the beach huts along the path...and the green of the beast.


Words by Julia
Photo by Mitchell Connelly

I was going to start this one with how tough touring can be and bla bla bla, there's a
light at the end of the tunnel, but fuck, really no matter how tired or frustrated you
may be , when you're standing in a tiny fishing village on the other side of the world
and you turn the corner to be confronted by this ......you can't help but think, life's
pretty good.

Photo by Mitchell Connelly

Our mobile home is called Jo , she's been broken into twice, scratched and dented
(not mentioning any names ), she's been towed twice, clamped twice, and slapped
with numerous parking fines . Jo has been used and abused but has never missed
a beat (touch wood). The best 800, well actually it's probably cost us a little more now,
but initially the best 800 pounds we've ever spent , and we can't forget the grande
feature .....ta da...the sun roof!
Words and photo by Mitchell Connelly (the drummer)

Scotland...We had missed a ferry already by now and this was our tenth ferry ride. Everyone has to be there an hour before hand otherwise they don't let you on... and you may have to wait all day to get on another ferry. So we were there bright and early. We watched a mother who could have been twelve get crazy with her kids and dogs all over the place having a good old time... winding themselves around the wheels of prams... winding each other up, a time of heightened excitement one might say. We sat and chatted
with our new friends from Strike the Colours and then boarded the great ship. Three hours later we arrived in the very lovely town of Stornoway, where we were greeted by the rush to get to sound check and by great joyful people... who made the rush very relaxed.

Julia

We've been taking photo's throughout our latest tour of Scotland, Ireland and England....recording our miraculous journey into the wonderland of the North!
The Market Bar - Imagine the smallest room in your mind.... imagine a teeny stage upon which can only fit a couple of kids playing guitar. The drums are below the stage... sitting amongst the crowd... the piano a resting place for the wicked. Clay our bass player is huddled in behind Mitch on drums ...the heat of a room like a hot summers day in Australia... though no one is dressed for the beach. Everyone is snug, hot and happy... with a Guiness and a few bodies pressed against theirs.

Julia