Farrah

Archive For June, 2001

Fibbers

After a long night at the Shed’s party we finally awoke in our home town at around 1.30pm. The gig was absolutely rammed with a really good atmosphere, loads of our mates came along so we had a really good time.

After the gig the news of a free party in some woods just outside of York spread like wild fire. Andy generously drove us past the police vans and we trekked down a long forest track until we came across a scene reminiscent of “Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas“…if you know what we mean. Unfortunatley there are no photos of this event because every time we went back to the van we forgot to pick the camera up (and every thing else we’d gone for)!

Mike was last seen heading for bed at 12.30pm the next day…..

Boatrace

Message to people trying to sell us punting trips down the river…… F*&K OFF!

Cambridge is a big posh town with plums in it’s mouth. For a change we got to the gig early and got taken out for lunch by our gorgeous and wonderful PR people Louise and Caroline. Mike even had a pudding (which he was never allowed as a child…all together now AHHHHHH) Mike had already eaten everyone elses leftovers. Mike the drummer ate 17 courses and finished off with a large slice of whale pie. (he has a tapeworm).

The gig was astonishingly hot and rocking. It’s probably our favourite of the tour. It was only marred by the fact that we had leave friends & family early to drive to up York to go to Shed 7’s party – the night was a scream. Courtney Love was there and everything (she has a violent temper) we eventually crawled off to bed at 4am.

The Park

Hot hot hot,GOD it’s hot. Peterborough is a town famous for lots of industries that aren’t there any more, no matter because the kids wanna rock and they were treated to a veritable charlie Dimmock sized Rockery tonight. Really great crowd, nice curry at The India Gate (do we get money off for plugging a curry house?..) yet another long drive

Life on the road eh, a different town every night you just gotta luv it

Farrah headline upstairs at the Garage

Farrah headline this London Show on Wednesday July 25th

Upstairs at the garage is located…well…Upstairs at the garage, Highbury Corner Islington (nearest tube Highbury and Islington)

C U there

Chinnery

Apples and pears, kiss me quick, touch my whelks, what does it all mean? long drive through commuter hell to find a blue sky, a great venue and an appreciative (if not slightly distant) crowd. We liked the piggy back moshing, the gorgeous girls and the amusement arcades, we didn’t like the long drive back. Food was supplied by Do Da’s chippy which was basically an enormous miserable man trapped in a box full of lard… nice chips though

Roadmender

The place was rammed with a fantastic audience. Great venue too. So much for their new industrial strength aircon though – it was as hot on stage as Oxford but we loved every minute of it! Already looking forward playing there again sometime soon. acx

Roadmender

the rider

action.

them

them again

practice

we rock!

new friends

The place was rammed with a fantastic audience. Great venue too. So much for their new industrial strength aircon though – it was as hot on stage as Oxford but we loved every minute of it! Already looking forward playing there again sometime soon. acx

The Point

Ah….’twas a mighty hot day down in beautiful Oxford. Never mind the suits, the band were wishing they’d donned their shorts to play the gig (Andy actually did!). With perspiration streaming from them the boys played (although we say it ourselves) a storming gig – just goes to show, don’t eat food before you go on (but a kebab afterwards is OK!)

Cheers Oxford!

Mike xx

Powerpop is back and it now hails from York.

4-star review in Q Magazine hit the shelves today!

…Farrah are bright and breezy as midsummer’s day on Santa Monica beach.

Read it in full here

Rock City

Nottingham, the ‘City of Rock’ was a great gig for us. Great crowd, great club, good dressing room. life is good. We recommend ‘Selectadisc’ for all your music needs. We had a bit of time to kill so we went to see Captain Corelli’s Mandolin at the local cinema which was possibly the worst film we’d ever seen (although a good book). Look out for Farrah’s film criticism page coming soon…Andy?

We also heartily recommend The Munchbox on Radford road for having the best fry up of the tour so far…