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C H I N C H I L L A F E S T ! 6
16 / 17 / 18 MAY 2008
THE BRUDENELL SOCIAL CLUB, LEEDS
£15
WEEKEND TICKETS!
- AVAILABLE HERE
or HERE
or behind the bar at the Brudenell
We're only a few bands away from completing the line-up, but it's
pretty much sorted, and we're all really rather excited about it! There'll
be a top-secretly themed compilation CD for weekend ticket holders, visually
stimulating set designs for each day, highly advanced drunkard schinnannegannns
and all the fun you want to take advantage of! Advance tickets and full
details all coming soon, but here's what you can start looking forward to!
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FRIDAY
16 MAY
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SATURDAY
17 MAY
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SUNDAY
18 MAY
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Doors
7pm
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Doors
3pm
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Doors
4pm
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Day
Ticket £6
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Day
Ticket £10
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Day
Ticket £7
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DRINKS
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COWTOWN are Nash, Hils, Shields and Steevsie,
who practically hold residence at The Brudenell Social Club. Deliciously
catastrophic and shambolic with all the bravado and stomp of Mick Jagger
in his youth, but without the arrogance and plus a dirty great bundle
of grit; dance-punk at its non-stop best to pummel the diaphragm
and shake the dangly parts! Drumming is on the nicely heavy side. Like
walking through a TV theme tune with Mark E Smith hurling abuse from
the sidelines, you'd imagine that some of what is sung or shouted would
fall a little short of the good advice that might be offered by The
Department for Children, Schools and Families. Underneath the matching
knitwear, the skronky keyboards contain the catchiest, danceable-est
30-second anthems this side of Kraftwerk and that side of the Crazy
Frog. Yet to decide between playing a Cowtown set or making a special
appearance as their astoundingly accurate Devo covers band, Smart Patrol.
- Chinchilla-Tone, On The Bone, Golden Lab Records - http://www.myspace.com/cowtownsuperstars

MUCKY SAILOR is Gus
and Steve from Leeds. Self-styled tropical/thrash/disco-house mentalists
of toweringly subversive art rock. Their first single on British Wildlife
Records was recorded in the cavernous interior of Leeds' Corn Exchange
(a Victorian trading hall-cum-shopping centre built in 1864). To bag
such a speaker-blowing recording space, Gus spent a Saturday afternoon
tinkling easy listening classics for old ladies in said shopping centre.
Turgid vocals part growled, whispered and whined, backed by a sparse
musical map of just electric piano and drums. Could be described as
part prog rock, avant funk, doomcore or just the deranged bleatings
of a father and son cabaret duo from another universe somewhere in West
Yorkshire.
- British Wildlife Records - http://www.myspace.com/muckysailor

BEARDS are three outstanding beasts of nature
residing in Leeds; The Dickosaurous, The Clairedactil and The Kathodocus.
Recently acknowledged by Plan B Mag as one of the best support bands
of 2007, their persuasive basslines and bullish vocals turn the air
blue while their creators hop from instrument to instrument, leaving
you struggling to stand still amongst their day-glo retro mollusc outfits.
- http://www.myspace.com/beards2000

CISSY is two Matthew's, one Katie and a Gavin,
all of whom live in Leeds. They are very pleased indeed to offer you
delectable funk sandwiches; hefty on the meat and light on the mayo,
served on a crisp bed of drums, guitar, bass and midiHammond in wholegrain
bread. Edifying riffs act like cod-liver oil tablets to lubricate your
dancing shoes, and condiments include helpings of post-punk, late 70s/80s
new wave, and a sprinkling of disco to taste.
- http://www.myspace.com/cissysounds
SATURDAY 17 MAY

DJ SCOTCH EGG (born Shigeru Ishihara) is
the nonsense maker behind Wrong Music based in Brighton. Sometime after
the release of his debut album, KFC Core, recorded over a month on a
diet consisting entirely of KFC, Shige got notice that his student visa
had run out, and he was almost sent back to Japan. This led to the creation
of the Save The Scotch Egg Site, which had a (now defunct) petition
to keep Shige in the UK. After numerous signings from fans and friends
(such as Shitmat, Mike Paradinas and Chevron), Shige was granted permission
to stay. Since then he has supported Devo at The Royal Albert Hall,
toured with Lightning Bolt, released a second album, Scotchhausen, on
Adaadat Records (resplendent with remakes of Johann Sebastian Bach,
Karlheinz Stockhausen, Terry Riley, Philip Glass and Moondog), and generally
continued with his demented breakcore, destroyed Nintendo 8-bit melodies
and pounding rhythms of silicon brutality! Shut it and party buckos!
- Wrong Music, Load Records - http://www.myspace.com/djscotchegg

EATS
TAPES is Marijke Jorritsma and Gregory Zifcak from San Francisco,
on Tigerbeat6 Records. Behind a sprawling mass of antiquated analog
machinery in a spiderweb of wiring, the duo concoct, tweak and pervert
world-class acid, straddling the ordinarily very dislocated realms of
warehouse techno and DIY art rock/noise music. The result is a non-stop
fun pummelling din that manages to be excessive and a bit daft but always
eminently listenable. Equal parts Wolf Eyes and Daft Punk with the kaleidoscopic
vibrations of Perry and Kingsley, Eats Tapes provides the perfect analog
fueled hi-NRG acid soundtrack for an unforgettable party! Whoot!
- Tigerbeat6 Records - http://www.myspace.com/eatstapes

EX MODELS is Zakk and Shahiin. Previously
in Leeds as a duo a few years ago touting their 'Fundustrial' performances
of their album Chrome Panthers, Zakk and Shahiin have since flaunted
their skills with Pterodactyl, Marnie Stern, The Seconds, Oneida, Awesome
Color and Some Girls. They're returning as a four piece this time around,
so can expect something like the line up for their ATP appearance and
their Yeah Yeah Yeah's tour support, which featured Kid Millions from
Oneida on drums. "In the past I think I always wanted us to condense,
to minimize, to be tighter and hotter than stars. Now we want to explode..
to blow apart, expand, interact, and make a universe that can hopefully
stand on its own legs one day, light up a splif, look at itself and
say 'you Mu's sure can party'" (Shahiin). "You remember those
industrial techno tracks that made you finally turn John Peel's show
off? Ex Models blow those guys clean out of their avant garde pants
with this, reinventing themselves and challenging us. See them!"
(Artrocker). "The New York renaissance may have turned out some
commendably classic-sounding bands, but, as ever, it's the weirder groups
frozen in the city spotlight that turn out to be the most interesting...
Big Apple vogue might have led us to Ex Models, but this ain't no pretty
boy fashion thing. This is New York evolution at work." - NME (8
of 10)
- Troubleman Unlimited, 3OneG Records - http://www.myspace.com/exmodels

THAT FUCKING TANK began as the duo of Andrew
Abbot (baritone guitar) and James Islip (drums) from Leeds/Saltaire.
Now incorporating a re-united line up of their previous band Kill Yourself
with long-time compadre, ex-Danananaykroyd fronter and nicely housed
Glaswegian vegan Giles Bailey adding vocalling. Formed as a sad joke
and perpetuated by purile lies, "The Tank" (or Death Fucking
Tank as they are known in Belgium) have played many, many gigs ranging
from a bedroom in a Barcelonian penthouse to an outdoor tramp infested
festival in Derby, and everything in between. Loud, hypnotic and enthralling,
Tank's new songs are longer and more progressive than before but still
retain intoxicating doses of riff.
On The Bone, Run Of The Mill Records - http://www.myspace.com/landsandbody

ACTION BEAT were responsible for the Plan
B Mag headline review of Chinchillafest 2007; "...a larger glimpse
of testicle than I'm accustomed to at this hour", but thankfully
they've a lot more going for them than what they're packing downstairs.
Developing from a three piece into an out-of-control musician magnet
gathering every guitar, bass and drum kit from in and around the cultural
black hole of Milton Keynes, the tribe of ten plus members have now
cracked the consistency code and skip refreshingly merrily amongst endless
rhythm and a haze of reckless chaos, obvservant orchestration and improvised
noise rock.
- Fortissimo Records - http://www.myspace.com/actionbeat

PLEASE are Keebie (Cleckhuddersfax, Poltergroom),
Michael and Rowland from London. Delectable offerings of riff and boogie
in divine freakbeat equilibrium. Elements of the freakbeat sound include
strong, direct drum beats, loud and frenzied guitar riffs, and extreme
effects such as fuzztone, flanging, distortion and compression or phasing.
Progressive Eastern scales tweaking through pomp rock anthems provide
immediecy amongst short swathes of pshychedelia. Recently supported
Franz Ferdinand at a secret gig in London!
- http://www.myspace.com/pleees

STIG NOISE are a group
of differently aged males from Liverpool, harbouring traces of exotic
mongreal breeding and painstakingly acquired skills in making Mariachi,
noise-hop, and brutal (and/or) beautiful wonkstep showtunes. On Class
A Audio and Wrong Music Records, Stig indulge in crazy melodies played
at odd tempos with brass instruments, flamenco-featuring random meandering,
enthusiastically ploughing through unhinged rhythms and bewildering
Henry Mancini-isms.
- Class A Audio Records - http://www.myspace.com/stignoise

BRONZE are Jimmy, Tom, Sven, Pascal and Kevin
from the Belgian countryside, where they have been excellent hosts for
many visiting Leeds bands over the years. They craft instrumental mathematical
rock with all sorts of confidence-tricks and aplomb.
- Mashnote, I See Clouds Records - http://www.myspace.com/ricksheadproduct
DRINKS are a brand
spanking new afro-beat superteam featuring meembers of BROWN OWL and
SOEZA. Think Brown Owl. Think Soeza.....but together, and with a tasteful
Beatles influence thrown in for extras. That's whats gonna happen. First
gig up north.
CHRONICITY are Pete (Red Monkey, Milky Wimpshake,
Slampt Records), W.C. Schrimshaw on drums, Cath Tyler on voice and bass
and Phil Tyler on extra guitar. They have had a dramatic line-up change
since they formed back in 2005, and cancelled at last years fest due
to illness, so expect new and exciting post punk tunes, wildly dynamic
rhythms topped with charmingly dry observations and insights into modern
life.
- http://www.myspace.com/chronicity
SUNDAY 18 MAY

a.P.A.T.t. are General MIDI, Field Marshall
Stack, The Master Fader, Sir Kit Breaker, Normalies, Dorothy Wave, The
Count In and The Main Aux. All-encompassingly brilliant "every-wave"
obsessive compulsives from Liverpool, on Pickled Egg, Chinchilla-Tone
and Class A Audio Records. Chewing up elements of every musical genre
you ever heard (and a few you haven't), seamlessly churning them into
new, unrecognisable, magnificent shapes. They were featured on the promotional
video for Liverpool's Capital of Culture bid, have recently staged a
multi-media installation called 'Quartet' (featuring four films projected
onto and into the band and audience), and have played to a room full
of primary school children during assembly. "a.P.A.t.T. are a motherfucking
experience... their vision of the dark, vicious and fuck me, rather
scary acid punk dropped onto us from the visions of Gibby from the Butthole
Surfers. We love them. You need to hear this. It's insane" (Alan
Mcgee - Creation/Poptones).
- Pickled Egg, Chinchilla-Tone Records - http://www.myspace.com/apatt

QUACK QUACK is Neil Turpin with the sticks
'n' shakers, Richard "Moz" Morris on keys and occasional second
drums, and Disco Stu supplying the low end. Originally based in Leeds,
but two have fled the nest and escaped to Saltaire and Saltburn. Majestically
and effortlessly making 'serious' instrumental songs sound fun and exhilarating,
with more than enough rhythm for the feet, tunes for the ears, and clever
bits to engage the mind. The drums are restlessly inventive, urgent
and varied while the bass provides a solid foundation upon which the
keys flourish from simple, single note lines and stabbing tones to squelchy
effects and full on Eno-mania.
- Run Of The Mill Records - http://www.myspace.com/thisisquackquack

ZUKANICAN navigate from their solar sonar
cult temple in Liverpool, where they have refined their tools of soul
reversal; dimensions shifted into mosaic waves capable of soothing the
deepest past-life trauma. The treasures that spill out of the phantom
piñata fall back and become an offering to Zukanican, their Gods
of Sun and War. Zukanican as an extension of the ever Living, ever growing
Brain (collective) play out in the at9omic heat of their post-industrial
pyramid/prism of sound and spiritual communication device. Thanks to
Zukanican, the twinkle in the pineal gland of The Living Brain, your
ordinary suburban neighbourhood will be endowed and infested with a
kind of magic; a generated pulse after pulse, ever accelerating the
momentum. When nourished on those crêpes à la sunpat, the
Zukanicans now unleashed in full force bend and morph through the veins,
encouraging the host's outermost points to vibrate. Some cult members
employ muscles attached to the walls of balloon like bladders, vibrating
the walls until their bladders resonate like drums; other colonists
gnash their teeth or open and close their eyes with a distinct thud
or clap. The Zuk live performance also includes gestures, attention-grabbing
colours, flashing lights and complex scents.
- Pickled Egg, Oof!, Medical Records - http://www.myspace.com/zukanican
BILBAO
SYNDROME are Chris Bussey, Matthew Bourne, Chris Sharkey,
Unknown Vocalist, Christophe de Bézenac, Rob Mitchell, Simon
Kaylor, Richard Ormrod, Tony Burkhill and Tom Lumley, playing a concoction
of guitar, drums, Fender Rhodes piano, vocals and no less than six tenor
saxophones. Incredibly complex, think a slightly more accessible Orthrelm!
- http://www.myspace.com/bilbaosyndrome

GHOST FLEET is Hayley and Cathy, who were
washed up on the shores of Leeds, formed from the shipwrecks of two
ill-fated voyages. Combining the age old art of songwriting and guitar
plucking with their first steps into electronic music making, they sound
like red wine and gin but not in the same glass, like vinyl crackling
in a cd player, like a stylus making merry across a .wav file.
- Art Goes Pop Records - http://www.myspace.com/ghostfleeting

CHOPS is a conspiricst power trio from Leeds
on Upset The Rhythm Records. Dysfunctional big beat drums propell limb
shaking guitars, a combination of vintage analog synth and crunked up
digital keys, shifted and twisted alto sax, and assorted miscellaneous
electronics at catastrophic levels of amplification targetted directly
to the centre of your mind and affecting every inch of your physical
being; a cleansing and nutritious experience of euphoric molten instrumentation
and motivation techniques. Using similar journalistic hyperbole, The
Guardian recently described them as "new sonic pioneers" providing
"the light at the end of the tunnel" for underground UK music.
Uh-huh.
- Upset The Rhythm Records - http://www.myspace.com/mightychops
BIG EYES FAMILY PLAYERS are an ever-revolving
collection of musicians, formed by James Green from Sheffield in 1999.
The rotating line-up has involved many a familiar face from Leeds (Andy
Brown, Neil Shumsky, Shaun Alcock), as well as collaborations with the
likes of James Yorkston, James William Hindle, Rachel Grimes (Rachels),
Jeremy Barnes (A Hawk and A Hacksaw, Bablicon), Terry Edwards (ex-Tindersticks,
Gallon Drunk), and Suzy Mangion (George, and occasionally Piano Magic).
Big Eyes "comes on like a morphined-up Ennio Morricone, yet charms
it's way into the inner ear with a beguiling beauty all it's own"
(Sleazenation). With a sprawling sound incorporating gypsy laments for
sleepwalkers; the perfect theme to a remake of The Third Man; orchestral
spins through klezmer, drone, and balladry; almost lo-fi gauzy indie-folk
pop squeezing sunshine out of eternity through acts of melodic compassion;
full-on chamber pieces; country mules and American folk; polkas; plainsongs;
precise baroque arrangements; graceful string fugues; atonal meanderings;
some of Cluster's miniature universe theories; a moment or two reminiscent
of Neu; icicle windchimes; warm cool softspoken intimacy; old European
sorrow; nocturnal jazz grooves; a dash of discordant angst; surrealistic
lullabies slowly passing like elevated Fahey extrapolations meandering
down a glacial riverbed. The perfect accompaniment for your slow-starting
Sunday and hungover headaches.
- Pickled Egg, Domino, Jonathon Whisky (Norman), Rusted Rail Records
- http://www.myspace.com/bigeyesmusic








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