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Acid Mothers Temple, Voice Of The Seven Woods, Lord Mongo, Samandtheplants
Secret Location, 18th Nov 06
Celebrating our 2nd birthday had to be special! So out of our magick bag we are pulling an extravaganza of awesomedelica.
From far across the Seven Seas, we've summoned the reigning overlords of brain-crushing ultrapsyche, the mighty ACID MOTHERS TEMPLE who will be doing an extended set of their most wacked-out face-melting AXE-shreddage. If they were a spell in a final fantasy game it would be two hours of the most eye bleedingly amazing graphics you had ever seen, your brain would be dripping out of your ears way before it ended and your tv exploded with sheer awesomeness.
We've also got a special set from Manchester's very own globe-trottin' explodo-folkalia six-string-wunderkings VOICE OF THE SEVEN WOODS band with a multicolured hyper-twirlicular soundtrack to the COLOUR OF POMEGRANATE. By the end of the movie you will know what it feels like to have the insides of your skulls scraped out and drank like the candyfloss milkshakes they will inevitably turn to.
Also adding to the excitement are live sets from spacerock uberfiends LORD MONGO and Twisted Nerve's secret weapon in the freak-pop war, SAMANDTHEPLANTS, plus multiple light shows, a cinema room showing Eastern European underground art-flix and Japanese psychsploitation biker movies, mystery special guests popping by to a live turn or two in the upstairs room, an enchanted courtyard for when you need a bit of fresh air AAAANNND a super-psyche-disco until VERY VERY late in the morning from the B-MUSIC crew and the MUSHRUMPS party team.
WHERE THE HELL in MANCHESTER are you gonna FIT all THAT IN?!! We hear you ask, well we've secured a rather unique spot right off the beaten path for our IMPLODING PLASTIQUE INEVITABLE (still within walking distance of the usual joints though) but it's gonna have to stay under wraps, except to ticket holders only we're afraid...
From far across the Seven Seas, we've summoned the reigning overlords of brain-crushing ultrapsyche, the mighty ACID MOTHERS TEMPLE who will be doing an extended set of their most wacked-out face-melting AXE-shreddage. If they were a spell in a final fantasy game it would be two hours of the most eye bleedingly amazing graphics you had ever seen, your brain would be dripping out of your ears way before it ended and your tv exploded with sheer awesomeness.
We've also got a special set from Manchester's very own globe-trottin' explodo-folkalia six-string-wunderkings VOICE OF THE SEVEN WOODS band with a multicolured hyper-twirlicular soundtrack to the COLOUR OF POMEGRANATE. By the end of the movie you will know what it feels like to have the insides of your skulls scraped out and drank like the candyfloss milkshakes they will inevitably turn to.
Also adding to the excitement are live sets from spacerock uberfiends LORD MONGO and Twisted Nerve's secret weapon in the freak-pop war, SAMANDTHEPLANTS, plus multiple light shows, a cinema room showing Eastern European underground art-flix and Japanese psychsploitation biker movies, mystery special guests popping by to a live turn or two in the upstairs room, an enchanted courtyard for when you need a bit of fresh air AAAANNND a super-psyche-disco until VERY VERY late in the morning from the B-MUSIC crew and the MUSHRUMPS party team.
WHERE THE HELL in MANCHESTER are you gonna FIT all THAT IN?!! We hear you ask, well we've secured a rather unique spot right off the beaten path for our IMPLODING PLASTIQUE INEVITABLE (still within walking distance of the usual joints though) but it's gonna have to stay under wraps, except to ticket holders only we're afraid...
It's not a proper birthday party unless you've got balloons. We had 300 so we had to rope in AMT & VOTSW to blow em all up. Phew.
PARTY TIME.
Oriental Express sorted us out for tea after all that hard work.
The party's filling up. Oh good.
We turned all the lights off for Samandtheplants. They really rocked it and even made their own movie to show on the big screens.
Has everyone got enough nibbles? Good.
Keep the Twiglets replenished.
Dang Cheese and pineapple on a stick went down a storm.
Makoto san says = prepare to piss thy pants.
LETS GO.
When I have a birthday party I want my FACE MELTED.
Forrest Shrump & Rick O' The Woods - that'll be the face melt beaam.
Dransfield & Sabbath - a combination so wrong it's right.