Friday 2nd April 2010
Three Blind Wolves
The Dawn Chorus
Round Ron Virgin
Over the Wall
Billy Vincent
I Am Not Left-Handed
The B of the Bang
Bipolar Empire
MEGABUNNY FUNTIME TOUR 2
After several weeks/months of planning, the second MFT rolled out a day after April fools' day. Neil momentarily fooled me by emailing all the boys and saying he wasn't coming. But it was an hilarious April Fool! Speaking of which, the 'boys' involved on this year's MFT were:
TDC
Kyle - Vox/Gtr/Fabio Capello
Neil - Gtr/Banjo/Shouting/Paul Scholes scores goals
Keef - Bass/no known lookalikes
Matt - Drums/Vox/Tarantino
Ben - Mandolin/Banjo/Percussion/Trumpet/Alex James/Brian Cox
Pauly B - Keys/Trumpet/Alan Shearer
Wit - Accordion/Glockenspiel/Guitar/Daniel Bedingfield
TBOTB
Wit - different instruments but still Bedingfield
Dave - Guitar/David Tennant
Jack - Guitar/Keys/Accordion/Jesus or just any Greek
Elliott Gregg - Drums/Vox/Bobby Charlton
Ben Ox - Bass/Carl Froch/Singer from the Futureheads
On the morning I went for a nice big preparatory Full English before picking up Ben's parents' trusty left-hand drive Ford Galaxy. We made it to the venue in no time and were greeted by the Windmill's racist security rottweiler (it only seems to bark at black people.)
It was an amazingly strong line-up for an all-dayer, in fact there was only one band that I didn't like but I won't mention who they were. Billy Vincent were incredible though, they absolutely slayed their half-hour slot. Less can be said for the burgers, which were somewhat limp. They were free though.
It was our friend Vicky's birthday so we gave her a cake during our set, which actually went pretty well. The promoter Tim was a legend and paid us much more than promised which set us up nicely for the tour. Without meaning to contribute towards any national stereotyping, there were 2 scottish bands on the bill and every single member of said bands was completely pissed. Including the headline band, who were pissed from about 2 in the afternoon. Good work.
After the show we wandered off into the night in search of the mythical 'Pizza Go-Go', though all we found was a chicken house selling truly dirty chicken. We also encountered a rather huge chav thug who scared the chicken house guy into serving him ahead of us. I would have done exactly the same in his shoes. After this, straight to sleep at our good friend Rob's place.