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The It’s All Over [part’s of] the World Tour

We’re on the road again, a roadtrip of friends and adventures, a glimpse  of this mad, enthralling dynamic world in change. We hope to see you along the way, click beer glasses and wish each other well. Details to the shows below may be subject to change, however, if it’s here we are under the pretense that we are confirmed. We expect a few more to be added in the coming weeks. Already there are heaps to thank for the generous support in helping us to set this beast in motion – it will be a long list by the end.

Tour Diary:

Shanghai Arrival
Guangzhou a-gogo
Guiyang – a do-do run run
It’s a long way to Chengdu if you want a spicy box of tofu
Nuts in Chongqing
Fly through Wuhan
Another typical story: a mosh pit in a Moroccan restaurant in Beijing
Snow Shows – 4 days in Finland
From Czeching in to checking out
Calling London
Malaysia and Singapore: the last ports

Carbon Offsetting the tour


Tour dates:

  • OCTOBER 14 FRIDAY : China, Shanghai: Venue – Space-631 – 7pm: with Torturing Nurse, 反方向的钟, 白梦薇
  • OCTOBER 14 FRIDAY : China, Shanghai: Venue – Yuyintang – 9pm: with Round Eye, & South Acid Mimi, Bedstars , Dirty Fingers
  • OCTOBER 15 SATURDAY : China, Guangzhou : Venue-Loft345 w/Die!ChiwawaDie!
  • OCTOBER 16 SUNDAY : China, Guiyang : Venue – Power Livehouse Anniversary Party w/Lost Horse
  • OCTOBER 19 WEDNESDAY : China, Chengdu : Venue – Nu Space w/Don Trash
  • OCTOBER 20 THURSDAY : China, Chongqing : Venue – Nuts Livehouse w/You Come Twice
  • OCTOBER 21 FRIDAY : China , Wuhan : Venue – Coastline w/Panic Worm
  • OCTOBER 22 SATURDAY : China , Beijing: Venue – Caravan: with The Death Narcissist + DJ Fido
  • OCTOBER 23 SUNDAY : China , Beijing : Venue -Fruityspace w/Baba Rossa (Orchestra of Spheres星迹乐团)
  • OCTOBER 28 FRIDAY : Italy, Tornareccio : Venue – Invizin  1st Birthday: with Polemica, treis [TOR], DJ zi ‘orizi’e (roots-rock-reggae) & dj da’hil (eclettico)
  • NOVEMBER 1 TUESDAY : London : Venue – Vegbar : With Dreamherbs, Daij VHS and Danny Trash
  • NOVEMBER 3 THURSDAY : Finland, Helsinki : Venue – Henry’s Pub : w/Lazards & Sirja and Konfuusio
  • NOVEMBER 4 FRIDAY : Finland, Tampere : Venue – O’Hara’s ; with Xes
  • NOVEMBER 16 WEDNESDAY : Czech Republic, Loket : Venue – Hrad Loket : w/ Už jsme doma
  • NOVEMBER 17 THURSDAY : Czech Republic, Tabor : Venue – CESTA žije : w/ Už jsme doma
  • NOVEMBER 18 FRIDAY : Czech Republic, Lanškroun ; Venue – Apollo ; w/ Už jsme doma
  • NOVEMBER 19 SATURDAY : Czech Republic, Teplice n.M. Venue Dědov :Festival Webrocka
  • NOVEMBER 20 SUNDAY : Czech Republic, Prague: Venue Vagon : Opening for The Plastic People of the Universe
  • NOVEMBER 25 FRIDAY : London : Venue – The Others : with Knock Knock
  • NOVEMBER 26 SATURDAY : London : Venue – Iklectic Art Lab : with The Honey Hahs
  • DECEMBER 3 SATURDAY : Malaysia, Kuala Lumpur : Venue – Rumah Api
  • DECEMBER 4 SUNDAY : Singapore : Venue – Hellcube

Huge thanks to Kristan Ng at Kiwese! Rudy & Chachy, Junky, Howie and the crew at Loft 345, Die! Chiwawa Die!, Jinn, Tan Zhong, Nu Space, the crew at Nuts Livehouse, Panic Worm, the crew at Coastline, Badr at Caravan, Dan & Susu, Dan Beban, the crew at Fruity Space, Hilary [xxx] INVIZIN, and all the wonderful people in Tornareccio, Dream Herbs,  Assad and Annabel at Vegbar, Marina at Other rock show, Sean Worrall, Kaarle, Pietsu, Romek, Mirek, Adam, Pepa, Votja, Chris [xxx], CESTA, Club Integral, The Others, Joe, I-Lann, the crew at Rumah Api, Shaiful and the crew at L Cube, and Joe Butler[xxx]

Another typical story: a mosh pit in a Moroccan restaurant in Beijing

The sun touches the haberdashered suit hanging in the window. They are dry now. Last night they were sodden with sweet.

The sun touches eyelids sleeping on a Sunday floor. Warming them. The light projects redness to the retina and the brain responds. Waking.

The sky is blue. Good morning Beijing. The last morning. The next bed we wake on will be Italian. Ears singing tones of volume from the night before. There is a small presence of beer in the brain. Waking slowly, slowly.

Last night we saw stars in the skies above Beijing. Sparkles of ear rings for the Cheshire cat smile, that slender slip of a moon grinning down.

Sound resonates through the apartment walls, of hammering, of chairs being scrapped across floors, of small activities. The city sounds like wind. Maybe those are bird songs? Listen to industry,  maybe rubble being dumped, all the cars sound like one, the echoes of the petrol powered motorbikes throttle can be heard, the electric scooters are silent. Occasional car horns honk, so much less so than in other cities,  a lone call opens it throat and calls to others. There’s no ashvelt orchestra this morning. Waking more.

Flexing, feeling stiffness and muscular fatigue from days of lugging cases and playing shows. Arthritis says hi. The room is warmer. The last morning in China. Awake.

Last night was memorable. Someone commented on the spectacle we made; a mosh pit manifest in a Moroccan restaurant in Beijing. Is that not something spectacular?

Our show was held in a venue called Caravan, a Moroccan restaurant in Beijings embassy district. It is a regular restaurant by day. The owner, Badr, is a huge music fan and musician, and is committed to providing the space as a venue as well. He treats the performers excellently,  feeding all and providing a few drinks to boot. The show was opened by a local DJ Fido and followed by a three-piece called The Death Narcissist.

We arrived yesterday morning on the overnight train from Wuhan. The Beijing train terminals may be some of the busiest we’ve seen. We are being hosted by Susu and Dann from the local art/oddball group Guiguisuisui,  its unfortunate that we won’t get to see them play.

The accommodation could not be in a more perfect position,  centrally located to great eateries and Metro centres. We have the opportunity to wander around for the afternoon. Oddly down a back alley we find an english styled pub serving beer and chips with brown sauce, we partake.

But today is the last day of an exceptional ten day tour. There is one show to go and that will be at the artspace called Fruit Space. The show will be mid afternoon, and then from there we head to the airport and leave for Italy.

But first we go for a last lunch with Susu and Dann at a particularly flash vegetarian restaurant. An incredible array of tastes and textures finished with a spectacular ball made of white chocolate, surrounded by a moat of steaming liquid nitrogen. The ball is then shattered by one of the waitstaff to revel odd white chocolate breadlike sandwiches with a jam paste on the middle..we need to report that it looked better than it tasted. And then we leave our wonderful hosts and hitch a cab to Fruity Space.

The venue reminds of the venues back home such as Pyramid Club. Fruity is an underground facility which also supplies a bar and small zine and record store of local experimental items. Were are playing with two other acts. The first is a saxophone and noise collaboration,  the noise maker manipulates sounds made from two sheets of metal with contact microphones attached. Its less boisterous than we expected. Next is Wellington musician Dan Beban performing on a traditional local string instrument with another local on violin. Dan is currently on an artist in residence programme hosted at the Red Gate facility across town. We hoped to get out that way to explore but have run out of time. Then our turn. The set up is pleasing hut we are soon told then we need to turn down due to issues with volume. We take this in our stride and it doesn’t compromise the performance at all, in fact its quite fun playing with this enforced intimacy. There’s a lot of laughing and we enjoy the lighthearted end to our ninth and last show.

And thats it. Done. All thats left to do is pack our gear away in preparation for our impending longhaul flight. We have a couple of hours to kill so head for a last supper with our friends and beer.

We depart on our own by taxi, leaving behind new contacts and friends. We make our way the gargantuan Beijing airport. We have a long haul ahead of us. But behind us we have accumulated wonderful memories from and incredible eye-opening and challenging experience. It has been a truely immense pleasure to spend time in such fine company across this country. We feel this trip is a brilliant preparatory expedition in anticipation of returning sometime. It was that good!

Xie xie.