"A symphonic audio fairground ride" - Big Jeff

We are avant-rock twits peddling performance music, pronk-pop-offle and improvisation. This includes car boot drumming/fumbling and piquant excursions. We are currently solidfying the sloppy centre of our third incarnation. Members now include:

Squire Squier : Vocals, Guitar, Flute, Clarinet

Dildo Window : Drums, Percussion, Glockenspiel, Vocals

Pimmy Goodgirls Mayfair : Bass, Vocals

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Jack Jennings : Guitar

Pete : Soprano Sax

Nick the beard : dancing, vocals and madness/mess

Susie Showers : Poet, Comedienne, Ukelele, Questionnaires

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We appear to diminish our love of "awkward" and "highbrow" sounds through self-parody, humour and misleading adjectives. We appear to augment our love of music oozing integrity, innovation and even "genuine emotion" by spending a gobsmackingly long time creating, apprectiating and performing it. We inject theatricals, audience participation and spontaneity into live shows. Narratives sew compositions together, themes pervade set-lists.

We are from Bristol and based in London. We are currently performing as a 4 piece, and have been ploughing this field for over 3 years. Song themes stretch from the diuretic effects of hot drinks, to the global abuse of our ecological and mental space, to the translucent torso of a crumpled pensioner in London (and some-things inbetween).

We are not trying to be clever; we are trying to have fun.

We are now loping the streets looking for more charmers/instrumentalists/performers/actors/dancers/visual and/or digital artists to take into our womb.

An album consisting of some of the earlier, doomed compositions/improvisations of perhaps contraption's former withered grey torso (which imploded unceremoniously) married with our new piquant rock excursions (blooming graciously) is churning in our hearts and fingers......