No ranting today, just pure unadulterated promotion…except maybe to say an unexpected ‘Well Done!’ to the Pope for abolishing the idea of Limbo for unbaptised babies. I always thought that forcing toddlers to bend backwards under bamboo poles for all eternity was a touch harsh. Apparently a break-away group of pissed off unbaptised Catholic Hawaiians have already decided to storm Rome with a set of very low doorframes and a demand that grass skirts and coconut shells be declared divine…..More news on that one as it happens….
Well, the bells of Looondooon tooon did ding and indeed dong to the vibrations of Bomb Culture this very weekend and we’d like to give a great big sloppy wet one to everyone who came out for our big smoke debut. It’s kinda funny after playing big stages to (fairly big) crowds to set up on a stage the size of a pin head but the ever-fearless BC faced the tiny venue with an energy that could power a thousand generators, and blew away the happy souls that did brave the mean streets of Islington for some beat-filled vibrations. Thank you all for coming (you know who you are) and we’ll see ya real soon when BC venture once again up to the throbbing heart of the Capital.
Onwards and upwards then dear hearts, as the SUMMER ASSAULT continues this weekend at the ‘compact and bijou’ Club Love @ Howardians, Clifton Street. A few new toons and a sprinkling of the classics will get an airing as BC get up close and personal with the cream of Cardiff’s underbelly, so come on down and wobble your pleasure flaps to thumping vibrations of your favourite little scamps.
Bomb Culture – Crushing tedium with a sledgehammer of love.
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